“Good, I’m glad you’re happy, I’m happy too but if you were to pull down my jeans, sit on my cock, wiggle your arse and jiggle your tits like when you were just dancing for me I would be over the fucking moon” Those eyes are now doing their thing and once they join forces with his smile, I have no chance.
“Awwwww baby, you are so romantic, how have I survived so long without you in my life” I say it with a very serious look on my face
“I know, I know baby. Like my cock, it must have been hard”
Neither of us can keep it serious any longer as he thrusts his hips into me and then flips me over onto my back as I scream with laughter.
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Friday morning we wake to a beautiful, warm, sunny morning and sit outside and drink our coffee. Yesterday was a day of action and of attempting to move on and I feel better about things.
I have left my old phone switched on but have kept it on silent. I check it while I drink my coffee. I have a number of missed calls and voicemails from Jay, all abusive, threatening to find out where I am, who I'm with and telling me what he's going to do to him when he finds out. This is getting boring now. Then I notice a message from someone I did work for on their home in Toorak, Karen, she wants me to call her regarding some work, it’s already after nine so I do exactly that. Gabe is watching me intently as I pace up and down the veranda as I speak. She's bought a new holiday home up at Red Hill and wants me to do the interiors for her. I get the address and arrange to meet her up there the following day. I end the call and hold the phone to my chest, twisting from side to side at my hips. I'm so pleased, work and it will be well paid work too. I'm so glad I thought to grab my portfolios from, what should I call it now, from where I used to live?
“Well?” Gabe asks smiling at me.
“I have a job and it’s a pretty big job and it’s local. The properties up at Red Hill and I said I would meet Karen, the client, up there at eleven tomorrow, would you be able to take me?” I ask
“Depends” he says with a shrug
“On what, sorry do you have plans? I should of asked you first” shit, it’s the weekend, is his daughter coming to stay. I'm not used to having to rely on anyone else for a lift, I've been driving myself for almost thirty years. He interrupts my thoughts
“No Lauren, stop stressing, no plans, I was going to say, depends on whether you let me take you to lunch today to celebrate, now, come here and let me kiss you, you clever girl” Awwww, when he says things like this, I just want to scream out loud with happiness, little words, small gestures, he just makes me so happy, I go and sit on his lap and we kiss, gently at first, then more passionately and my excitement turns to arousal. Filled with confidence from my job offer, I'm feeling very brave. I stand, take his hand, and lead him back to the bedroom. He's wearing just his jocks; I'm in just a bath robe. We stand to the side of the bed. My heart is racing, I've got him here, but I'm not really sure what to do with him, well I am, it’s whether I’m brave enough to go through with it. He undoes my robe letting it fall open and pulls me towards him by the lapels and we kiss again, his hands move inside and I watch him as he looks down at my nakedness under the robe. I can see his cock twitch through the thin material of his undies and it turns my stomach into knots just thinking that he gets hard, for me! Is it for me, or is it just a morning hard on? He licks his top lip and swallows hard.
“Look what you do to me Lauren”
I smile shyly, for crying out loud, take the compliment, show him how confident you can be, but it’s too late, that little voice in my head has spoken and suddenly my bravery has gone and I feel so self-conscious, without thinking, I cross my legs. He looks down at me, his eyes are almost violet in colour, burning so brightly with desire it makes me clench and tighten everything below my waist, I have to blink a couple of times to regain my composure.
“Don't close your legs, don’t hide from me, open them, I want to see you, all of you” He slides the robe off my shoulders and it falls to the floor. Oh God, I am so glad the blinds are still down so that the bedroom is only in half light, I don’t think I would be able to stand here in front of him, naked like this otherwise.
“Never hide from me, I love seeing you naked, you look exactly as a woman should, only with better tits” He says with a smile as he looks down at them.
He holds my boob between his thumb and index finger and brings his mouth down to meet my nipple. Ahhh Jeeeezus, that feel good. He flicks his tongue over and around it, making it hard and sensitive to everything he does. I'm so turned on; my other nipple reacts the same way, without even being touched. He cups me between my legs and pushes his finger inside me
“Fuck Lauren, You could cut glass with these babies and you’re so wet” he whispers
Is this a good or a bad thing, am I too turned on?