Ryan

 

Waking up the next morning,  I have a smile on my face. It was the best time I’ve ever had with a woman. We talked, laughed, and got to know each other as adults. When I brought her to my hangout, I’ll admit I was nervous. No one has ever seen it before, not even Mike. It’s a place I like to go to escape, but there was something about the way I felt with Stacey that drew me to taking her there.

 

Going to work was not what I wanted to do. Running over to Stacey’s, now that I was willing do in a heartbeat.  The kiss that we shared last night, was the most real thing I’ve ever experienced with a woman. I felt like we were connecting and not just in a sexual way. Even though I wanted to fuck her more than anything, I refused to even let it get to that point. I want her to like me, trust me, respect me. If I had slept with her last night, even if she was the one who initiated it, I was afraid she’d hate me.

 

This is all so new and confusing to me, and right now the only thing I want is to spend more time with her. Lucky for me, last night before I left her place I asked her if I could take her somewhere after work. After another kiss, she said yes, so when I finish work today I will see her.

 

**

 

Work is almost over and I’m relieved. I’m so damn distracted and the guys are noticing. They’ve been riding my ass to find out how dinner went, and I just keep saying fine. This is not appeasing them though.

 

“Did you kiss her?” I turn to look at Todd and he smirks. “What,” he says, laughing.

 

“You act like a damn chick,” I reply and shake my head with a smirk.

 

“Chick with a dick.” We both burst out laughing.

 

“You’re a fucking idiot.” I turn back to the sheetrock I’m hanging and start screwing it in place.

 

“So did you,” he says standing right next to me.

 

“Holy shit. Yes alright,  I kissed her. No, I didn’t try to go any further. Happy,” I say completely fed up with the non-stop questions.

 

“Who sounds like a whining chick now? Damn.” He walks away laughing and I flip him off before getting back to work.

 

When we finally leave for the day I go home and shower before making sandwiches. I pack up everything I need and head over to Stacey’s. Like the chick that Todd said I sounded like, my stomach flips and turns the closer I get to her place.

I knock on her door and she opens it almost immediately. The air is sucked out of my lungs when I see how beautiful she looks. She’s wearing a sundress with her hair in some crazy looking up do with pieces that have fallen out framing her face. The exposed skin of her neck is begging for my touch, and it takes all my willpower to keep from carrying her to the bedroom. What gets me the most is the sexy smile she’s wearing.

 

“You look stunning,” I say moving in to kiss her. She wraps her arms around my neck and runs her fingers into my hair as I deepen the kiss. She lets out a soft moan, and I need to break the kiss because my cock has other things in mind.

 

Smiling she says, “You look great too. So what are we doing?”

 

“Get your stuff and I’ll show you.”

 

She gets into my beat-up pickup truck, and I drive the short distance to one of my favorite open fields. Looking over at me she raises her eyebrows. “Well this is more clear,” she says causing us both to laugh.

 

“We are going to have a picnic.” I open the door and look back over at her. “Come on.”

 

After getting the blanket and picnic basket out of the bed of my truck, I grab her hand and lead her out into the field. We get to a spot that has the tall grass pressed down, probably from kids laying out here earlier, and I lay the blanket down. We sit down and she looks around. “You know I spent so much of my childhood here and I don’t remember any of this. How is that possible?”

 

“I think we are good at only holding onto the memories we treasure. Obviously it wasn’t the grounds that you treasure.” I wink at her reaching into the basket to pull out the sandwiches and pasta salad.

 

“You’re right. It’s the time I spent with my parents’ out of the city. They weren’t too busy to play with me here,” she says resting her hands behind her.

 

“Kind of sounds like what you are trying to avoid.” I raise my eyebrows and grin.

 

She sits up quickly and looks more pissed off than I thought she would. Crap. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

 

“Stacey, I didn’t mean anything by it. You said all you used to do was work, but now you are taking time for yourself. Maybe that’s something you need to do more often. That’s all I meant,” I say hoping I didn’t just fuck up our night.

 

She blows out a breath and leans back again. “No, you’re right. Damn it, I never saw it like that, but that’s exactly what I was becoming, my parents’.” She jets out her lower lip and says, “Don’t let me become my parents’.”

We both chuckle and I climb on top of her, laying her onto her back. I kiss her lips, nipping on her bottom one. “You don’t need me for that, you were doing it anyway.”

 

Cupping my face in her hands, she smiles at me. “Is it weird to say that I feel this connection to you?”

 

“Thank fuck it’s not just me,” I say before crashing my lips to her. She runs her hands down my back, such a simple touch, but it makes me want to slam into her. I slowly drag my hand down her chest letting it lightly skim her tit.

 

She bucks her hips and breaks the kiss. “Oh God, Ryan,” she moans cocking her head back giving me access to her neck. I kiss down her neck, nipping every so often. I suck on the spot where shoulder connects and she digs her nails into my back, letting me know she loves what I’m doing to her. I kiss a path down her heaving chest to the valley of her breasts and seeing the tops of ample tits spilling out of her dress is too much.

 

I pull away and sit back on my heels, running my hands through my hair. “Stacey, if I keep going we will end up fucking right here on this blanket.”

 

She snaps her head up to look at me and the lust I see in her eyes makes my already hard cock harder. “Ryan, it’s been longer than I can remember since someone has made me feel like this. Please don’t stop.” Embarrassment reddens her cheeks before she covers her face with her hands.

 

Oh fuck, she is killing me. I lay on top of her and link her hands in mine. “As badly as I want you right now, the sun is shining and we aren’t exactly secluded here,” I say looking around. “If you want to go back to my place or your place, I have no problem with it.”

 

“Let’s eat first and see how the rest of the night goes. Is that alright?” she suggests, pressing her hands against my chest as she leans forward to sit up.

 

“Anything you want is alright.”

 

We eat in silence, and I look around the field thinking back. “Stacey?” She turns to look at me  trying to force a smile. “If you were any other girl, I wouldn’t have thought twice about fucking you in this field, shit I’ve done it countless times.” I take a deep breath, and she looks at me confused.

 

“Thanks?”

 

“Let me finish. There is something about you, Stacey, I don’t know what it is, but I don’t want to just sleep with you, I want something more. I know it sounds ridiculous, because everyone should want that before they sleep together, but I never have.”  I run my hands through my hair and groan. “Shit, this is all coming out wrong. I’m probably scaring you off with every word I say.”

 

She laughs and surprises the shit out of me when she climbs onto my lap. “Ryan, when was your last serious relationship?”

 

Oh fuck, come on. “Honestly?”

 

“No, lie to me,” she says rolling her eyes.

 

I chuckle and search her eyes. “Never,” I admit, whispering.

 

She sits back a bit to gauge my reaction and when she realizes I’m telling the truth she looks into my eyes. “How is that possible?”

 

“I never wanted one before.” I can’t believe I am telling her all of this.

 

“But you do now? With me,” she asks.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Take me home, Ryan.” She stands up and starts packing everything away. “Now.”