17
Kristin
The whole experience of the day flooded my dreams as I slept. There I was with Wes, enjoying a day out by the pond, laughing, smiling, getting to know one another. And in the next moment, we were there under the trees with each other, making love, exploring each other’s bodies, and becoming intimate for the first time. The pleasantness of both the dreams and of the real experience was enough to make me snuggle closer to Wes’ body, to feel him next to me.
As I slowly awoke and my eyes fluttered open, I could see that Wes was asleep under the blanket as well, snoring softly as he lay there next to me. Seeing him there in the dimming light, I could get a closer look at him and see the unique combination of the strength he had physically in his body and the gentleness he had displayed with me before. He had just a hint of stubble on his face, giving him a manly look, and this went perfectly with the strong arm that was wrapped around me as he slept. I took a quick peek again under the blanket and could see that he kept himself in amazing shape and certainly had the body of a well-toned athlete, from his broad shoulders and chest to his strong abs.
I wasn’t sure how long we had been there or had been asleep for that matter, but the day seemed like it had gone by quite a bit. I nudged Wes lightly and saw him begin to stir before his eyes opened. He turned and smiled at me, and I gave him a light kiss on the lips.
“I guess we dozed off,” I said softly.
“I guess so,” Wes answered, rolling over on his side so he could look right at me. I could see that his eyes were an amazing mix of blue and gray. He looked down at his wrist at the watch he was wearing. And sat up.
“Man, it’s almost five o’clock. We’ve been sleeping for a long time.”
He looked over at the hitch where the horses were, and they were standing idly by as if they had been waiting for us to finally get up.
I curled under the blanket as I watched Wes reach over and grab his briefs and jeans. He tugged the clothing up his strong legs, and I marveled at his body as he got dressed. He looked down at me and smiled as he reached over and grabbed his shirt and put it on.
“What are you staring at?” he said with a smile.
“I was just enjoying this beautiful view,” I said to him wryly.
“We should probably get the horses back,” Wes said to me as he sat down on the blanket next to me to put his boots on.
“Rats,” I said to him. “I was hoping to enjoy the view some more,” I told him playfully as I toyed with his belt. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, feeling the blanket slip from around me and exposing my bare breasts.
“You make it very tempting,” Wes said to me with a sigh. “But I don’t want one of the guys to have to stick around late just waiting for us to get back.”
“Okay,” I said pouting. Wes had neatly piled my clothing together and handed it to me. I couldn’t help but notice that he watched me get dressed this time, smiling all along the way.
“What are you looking at?” I said to him as I fastened the front closure of my bra and pulled my tank top on.
“An even more beautiful view,” he said to me.
Wes packed up all the items we had brought with us, including the lunch we never really ate and cleaned up the area while I rolled up the blankets and put them back in the wicker hamper on the picnic table. Wes put the saddlebags back on his horse and unhitched the horses so I could get back on Bonnie. I mounted her easily, with a little help from Wes, and the riding started to come back to me more. Wes got on his horse with great ease, and you could tell that he had been both around horses and riding for many years.
We took a walk back on the trail with the horses and got a beautiful view of the sun as it was getting later in the day. The way it peeked through the trees as we got closer to sunset was incredible and could see why Wes loved living on this piece of land. We were quiet as we rode back side by side, giving the occasional glance over at each other. I could see Wes spying me out of the corner of his eye to make sure I was doing okay, and just that look alone made me blush a bit and feel very special at that moment.
We got back to the stable easily, and one of the hands was there to help me dismount. I gave Bonnie a loving pat and a kiss on her nose.
“Thanks for the lovely ride, Bonnie,” I said to her as the hand led our horses back into the stable. Wes took my hand in his as we walked slowly back towards his SUV.
“It was an amazing day, Wes,” I said to him as I looked up at him as we stood near the front of his car.
“It doesn’t have to end now,” he said to me. “I never got to give you lunch, so how about we go back to my place for some dinner?”
I was glad that he asked as I didn’t want this day to end.
“I could eat some dinner,” I said with a smile. Wes looked relieved and opened the car door for me so I could get in. He climbed into the driver’s side, and we turned around and went down the short road and then made the left to go up the hill. We drove past his parent’s house and came up to the large circular driveway at the top of the hill where the immense house was.
I got out of the car and stood in front of the steps to the house as Wes came around towards me. We walked up the short flight of steps together, and he unlocked the door, moving inside quickly to shut off the alarm system. He flipped the light switch on the wall near the alarm pad, and the large chandelier in the foyer lit up right away, illuminating the area.
Just what I had seen so far of the house was amazing. The entryway had beautiful stone flooring with mixed colors of dark browns and light tans. There was a living room just off to the right with a large sofa and chairs, a beautiful throw rug and a stone fireplace. Wes started walking down the small hallway as I slowly followed him.
We walked into the kitchen, which was an immense area that would be any homeowner’s dream. There were granite countertops, top of the line appliances and an island area where there was both a flattop and a grill. Over the island was a large vent that pulled up the heat and smoke. Just to the left was a small set of steps that led down to a dining area with a beautiful mahogany wood table and chairs that looked out over the backyard area.
I felt speechless just looking around the place. “Your home is fantastic Wes,” I said to him. I could see he felt a little embarrassed by all that it had.
“It’s a bit much really, especially considering the place is empty so often. Even when I am home over the winter, a lot of the time it’s just me, with Izzy staying down with my parents. When we had the place built, I think we had different ideas of how it would be used, with a bigger family, more friends, and parties, stuff like that, but it just didn’t work out that way. We were young and had too much money to play with I guess.”
I was looking around at all that was here before I realized I needed to use the bathroom.
“Wes, where’s your bathroom?” I asked him, feeling a bit embarrassed.
“Oh, there’s a bunch of them, but the closest one is in my bedroom. The bedroom is just off the kitchen here,” Wes said as he pointed, “and the bathroom is on the righthand side of the room.”
“Thanks,” I said to him as I slowly made my way in that direction. I walked over and into his bedroom, feeling for the light switch so I could turn it on. The bedroom was a very large master suite with a king-size bed right in the center that was nicely made. The room looked immaculate, almost like no one was ever there. I made my way over to the bathroom and turned the lights on in there and was equally as impressed. The bathroom had separate sinks, a sunken tub and a very large shower with glass doors and silver fittings.
I’ve been in restaurants with smaller bathrooms than this, I thought to myself.
After using the facilities and washing up, I walked my way back into the kitchen. Wes was working on getting some things out for dinner.
“I think your bathroom is bigger than my whole apartment,” I said to Wes.
He gave an embarrassed chuckle. “Yeah, it’s pretty big,” he said as I saw him gathering some vegetables. “I don’t think I have used it to its full potential.”
I walked over to where Wes was at one of the counters. “So what are we having?” I said to him as I leaned over to take a look.
“Well, it’s your choice,” he said to me. “I have some steaks, chicken, pork chops, seafood, pretty much anything you could want. I just stocked the fridge, so there’s plenty around.”
I opened up the large double-door refrigerator to look at what was there. Wes wasn’t kidding when he said it was stocked. There was a lot of food in there as it was filled with beverages, fresh vegetables, meats and more. I grabbed a package that was labeled shrimp and brought it out to him.
“That’s a lot of food for one guy,” I said to him as I came back over to the counter.
“I know,” Wes said to me. “I didn’t know when Izzy would be here, so I think I overordered on the meats, but I eat lots of vegetables and fruits myself to help keep me in shape, so that’s the bulk of what you will find in there.”
I handed Wes, the package of shrimp. “Let’s have this,” I said to him with a smile.
“Sounds great,” Wes said as he grabbed some garlic and fresh herbs. He pulled a pot down from the rack above the island and grabbed a large saute pan from one of the cabinets.
“Is there anything I can do?” I asked him as I watched him start to peel and devein the shrimp.
He smiled at me and said, “Would you like to put together a salad for us?”
“Sure,” I told him excitedly. I gathered some of the greens, a cucumber, some radishes and cherry tomatoes. Wes pointed me to where I could find a cutting board, and he came over with a bamboo salad bowl and a knife to use. I set to work on the salad while Wes got some rice going in a pot and kept working on the shrimp.
It was so much fun to be together in the kitchen cooking with someone. As I was cutting vegetables and getting the greens ready, I spied a Bluetooth speaker on the far counter. “Can we put some music on?” I asked Wes.
“Sounds good to me,” he said and took his phone out of his pocket. He selected something to play, and it started to play country music over the speaker. I looked over at Wes and smiled at him as I watched him mouthing the words to the song and dancing along.
He looked up at me and saw me watching him and stopped his lip sync performance. I giggled and went back to making the salad, putting everything together in the bowl and tossing it lightly. By the time I was done, Wes had the shrimp cooking in the saute pan with some butter, garlic, and herbs. He plated everything nicely, along with the rice, and brought it over to the table in the dining area. He then got some plates and bowls and cutlery out of the kitchen and set places for us. He then grabbed a bottle of white wine from the refrigerator and poured us a couple of glasses.
He kept the lights dim in the dining area so that we could see out over the backyard and catch the last of the sun setting off in the distance through the trees. I could see he had an extensive outdoor entertainment area, with a large patio. Beyond that was an in-ground pool and further up the hill behind the house I could see a building there.
“What’s that up there?” I asked Wes as I put a forkful of shrimp and rice in my mouth.
“That building?” Wes asked as he pointed. He put his fork down for a moment. “That’s my workout area. There’s a small gym in there and a batting cage so I can keep in shape.”
“Wow,” I said to Wes as I ate some salad.
“Wow, what?” he asked as he ate some more.
“I guess I just never met anyone that could afford something like that before. It seems so… decadent.”
“I suppose it is, to some people,” Wes said casually. “but it is how I make my living. I need to make sure I stay in good shape all the time, and I’m not getting any younger. But the pitchers are,” he added, “and they are a lot faster than they used to be.”
“ I would love to see it sometime,” I mentioned while I had another bite.
“I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone else up there before,” Wes commented. “You would be the first.”
“Ooh, like going to Superman’s Fortress of Solitude,” I said with a laugh.
We continued eating, making small talk through the meal to find out more about each other. I told Wes about my sister Lucy, and growing up in Augusta and how much fun we had as kids. I let him know about parents, both teachers at the local high school near my home, and how they had been married over twenty-five years now and how happy they were for me to make this move up north.
“I’m sure they’re very proud of you,” Wes said as he wiped his face with a napkin. Wes stood up and took my empty plate, clearing things off and putting the dishes in the dishwasher. I went to get up and help, but he put his hand on my shoulder to stop me.
“Sit, drink your wine; I got this,” he said as he cleaned. I watched him load up the dishwasher and put things away. When he was done, he switched the music over to classical music, something soothing and relaxing, and came back over to the table to sit with me. Wes felt his phone buzz and took a look at it.
“It’s a message from Izzy,” he said. “She’s spending the night at her friend’s house. I guess I’ll see her tomorrow.”
“So I guess you’re alone for the night,” I said to him. I took another sip of wine while I saw Wes look at me as he went back to cleaning. “You certainly know how to impress a lady,” I said to Wes. “Horseback rides, picnics, flowers, cooking dinner, romantic music and… and well, other things,” I said with a grin. “You pulled out all the stops today. Thank you for making me feel special.”
“It’s been my pleasure, truly,” Wes said as he smiled at me. He got up from his chair and bent down and kissed me lovingly. I put my left hand on his neck to pull him closer to me. Before I knew it, I found myself standing, kissing him passionately. My knees were feeling weak from his kisses, and his hands went down to my hips, holding me there with him. When we finally broke the kiss, my head was spinning.
“You okay,” he said to me.
“Oh yeah,” I said to him. “Just feeling a little overwhelmed and lightheaded.”
“It must be the wine,” Wes told me.
“I don’t think that’s it,” I whispered as I started to kiss him again.
“Maybe you need to lie down for a bit,” he offered.
“I think maybe I do,” I said to him as I took him by the hand and led him towards his bedroom. I walked into the bedroom and turned around to face Wes. I kicked off my sneakers and laid back on the bed, feeling the soft down of the blanket beneath me. I reached down and opened the button on my jeans and slowly unzipped them. I then wiggled myself out of the jeans, leaving me in my tank top and panties. Wes made a move to reach down to me on the bed when I put a hand up to stop him.
“I think you are overdressed a tad,” I said to him. “Maybe you need to take a few things off first.” I gazed up at Wes seductively, waiting for him to start to undress.
He stepped back and kicked off his boots first. He then moved on to his shirt, unbuttoning it quickly and tossing it to the floor, revealing his muscular chest and abs. I could feel my breathing begin to get deeper as I watched him take off his jeans, pulling them down his legs so that he was just in his black briefs. The noticeable, telltale sign of the bulge in his briefs told me he was enjoying this just as much as I was.
“How’s this,” Wes said as he put his hands on his hips, striking a model pose for me. I giggled at the sight and nodded in approval. I pushed myself so I was sitting on the edge of the bed, facing him, and pulled on his hips to bring him closer to me. My hands moved slowly in from his hips to the front of his briefs, giving him a light squeeze. I looked up to see Wes had closed his eyes and I lightly squeezed and massaged him again.
I could feel Wes growing bigger and harder in his briefs with even just the lightest touch. I hooked my fingers inside his briefs and eased them down his legs. Before Wes could take the time to step out of them and get on the bed with me, I reached over and gently grazed him with my fingernails, causing him to shudder. I took him in my left hand, feeling the warm, strong thickness of him, and stroked him up and down, from bottom to top. I loved seeing the look of delight on his face as I continued to touch him. His chest moved in and out more rapidly with each long, slow stroke I took.
“Kristin… I don’t how much of this I can take,” he whispered to me.
“Does that mean you want me to stop?” I said with a wicked grin, running my index finger up the length of his shaft. I heard a low growl escape from his lips as he picked me up and tossed me further back on the bed and then leaped on the bed next to me. I let out a playful scream and then felt his arms around me as he kissed me hard.
Wes quickly lifted my tank top up and over my head and then undid the front clasp of my bra in one motion. I pulled the bra off and went back to kissing him hungrily. I pushed him down on the bed and positioned myself over him. Standing up on the bed, I grinned as I pulled down my panties and tossed them to him. Wes tossed them aside onto the floor as I knelt down between his legs. I reached down and stroked him again, causing him to stiffen further in my hand. I then slowly crawled up his body, letting his hardness briefly glide between my breasts, before I was in position to take him inside me.
I slowly eased myself down on him, and Wes slid inside me easily. I was more than ready for him and didn’t know how long I could hold out myself at this point, but I was loving every minute of it. I moved my hips in slow circles on him, feeling him move inside me, touching me deeply. I could see that he was gripping the blankets tightly in his fists while he tried to hold out. I put my hands on his chest to brace myself as I steadily picked up the pace, feeling his body thrust up off the bed to meet the rhythm I moved at. I could feel my orgasm starting to build as I moaned and tightened all around him. Wes groaned deeply and grabbed my hips, holding me in place as I felt him start to orgasm in me. That feeling inside me was all I needed to feel, and I let myself go to my own orgasm. My body shuddered, and I collapsed onto his chest, holding onto Wes tightly.
When I felt his breathing start to slow down, I lifted my head up off his chest and smiled up at him. I lifted my quivering legs off him and laid in his arms, feeling the sweat on both of our bodies from the experience. I looked over at Wes and saw him still staring up at the ceiling.
“Everything okay?” I said with a grin.
“I think so,” Wes said to me as he looked at me and smiled. “That was… I don’t even know how to describe it,” he said to me with a laugh.
”I’ll take that as a compliment,” I told him as I snuggled into his arms.
“I don’t know that I’ll have the energy to drive you home tonight,” Wes said to me.
“I think I am okay with that,” I told him. Wes got the blanket from beneath us so we could climb under it together. I put my head on his shoulder as we both lay back on the bed, listening to the classical music that was still playing on the speaker in the kitchen. I closed my eyes and sighed, wondering how things could get any better than this.