Chapter 9
Thomas
There was something going on between the two of us. Or maybe it was my own desire to have my hands on a woman again. It had been months since I’d kissed or touched a woman like I had Niki. The emptiness wasn’t something I thought about often but after kissing her I had a whole new awakening of my desires.
Niki wasn’t coming over so I could touch her naked body or make out with her though. She accepted my invitation so we could talk more about the party and that was what I was going to try and do. It didn’t mean we couldn’t sip some amazing wine and eat a perfectly prepared dinner. By perfectly prepared, I meant the chicken fettuccini dish that I had perfected. It was one of very few dinners I felt comfortable cooking and knew people loved.
I knew I would have at least a half an hour before Niki arrived and hurried around the kitchen to prepare the meal. I went down to the wine cellar and chose a red and a white wine just in case Niki was a fan of one over the other.
Before she arrived I quickly video chatted with the kids to check in on them before putting my phone away for the evening. One of my biggest pet peeves was people having their phones out during dinner, although I often ended up breaking my own rule.
“Hey guys, how are you?” I asked propping the phone up on the counter so I could continue to cook.
“Dad, what are you doing?”
“I’m cooking dinner for Niki. We are going to eat here and work on the party planning,” I said proudly.
“It’s really early for dinner, Dad,” Jackson said as he joined his sister on the video.
“We haven’t eaten lunch yet. It’s a Linner,” I joked. “I’m going to put my phone away when she gets here. You call Samantha if you need anything.”
“Dad we are with two of the most responsible human beings on earth. I think we will be fine. You have a fun night,” Jenna winked at me.
“Yeah, have a fun night,” Jackson added and they both smiled and hung up the call.
“What was that all about?” Niki said from the corner of the kitchen nearly giving me a heart attack. I jumped back from the stove and turned around so quickly that the cooking spoon flew out of my hand and across the room. “Man, I’m sorry. I just buzzed myself through the gate and used the key you gave me.”
“No, no, you’re fine. I wasn’t paying attention to the buzzer. The kids and I had a quick chat. They are with their grandparents and having fun giving me a hard time.”
Niki chuckled and came to see what I was cooking. She’d changed out of her dress and hi-heels and was now wearing a pair of ripped jeans with a comfy looking white t-shirt. Her hair was pulled up into a ponytail and she looked absolutely adorable. She had the ability to switch from work mode to casual mode seamlessly and still be one of the most beautiful women I’d ever met.
Her casual outfit made Niki look even younger than she already was though. As I stood towering over her I had a flash of a feeling like I was a dirty old man standing in the kitchen with an innocent young girl. Of course, she was an adult. She was twenty-seven years old. Her angelic smile and cute little outfit just made me think of her as out of my age range.
Was there really an age range for dating when you got older? I hadn’t thought about it before meeting Niki and kissing her. Most of the other women I’d dated since Rose passed away were in their late thirties like I was. Often the problem I ran into was that they all wanted to get married and have children as quickly as possible. I was not interested in their rushed timelines.
“This looks delicious,” Niki said grabbing a clean spoon and dipping it into the sauce to taste it. “And it tastes delicious too. Very impressive.”
“It’s one of my few dishes I can cook.”
“Oh and wine. Yes, I’m opening this one,” she grabbed the white wine and started in on opening it without waiting for me to approve.
Niki wasn’t as shy and innocent as I’d expected her to be. At the warehouse, I’d clearly made her blush when I picked her up and carried her to the car. She was even speechless for most of the drive to her apartment. Now, Niki seemed so comfortable and relaxed that she was being more like the person I imagined she normally was. It was a good sign to me that the two of us could act like ourselves around one another. She was grabbing spoons and opening wine like she owned the place. I liked it. I liked her taking a little control, it made me feel less like a creepy old man around her.
“The white was just pulled out of the chiller. Glasses are in that cabinet over there.”
“Mmmm, I love white wine. I could drink this whole bottle all by myself,” she said almost to herself and not really to me.
“If you like it I’ll send a few bottles home with you. I bought four cases of that the last time I was in Italy,” I had more wine in my cellar than one person could possibly drink. I often bought cases of it when I found something I liked and all my shelves were full. I needed to start giving bottles away if I was ever going to have room for any more wine. But I was open to the possibility of expanding my wine cellar as well because there was something really satisfying about growing my collection.
“This is actual wine from Italy?”
“It’s a very good wine,” I added.
Niki examined the wine closely to see if I was telling the truth or not. She turned it around and read the back label as well as the front of the bottle. Her nose wrinkled up and she eyed me with suspicion before smiling and turning to grab some wine glasses from the cabinet. Every little thing she was doing made me smile, that was how I knew I liked this girl. Normally, I didn’t smile nearly this much.
She ruffled through the drawer and quickly found the bottle opener. That’s when I realized Niki was an expert wine drinker. She didn’t struggle for a single second with getting that cork out of the bottle. With one quick movement, she had the opener attached and was yanking the corking out as if she was an old pro at it.
I pretended I was interested in my sauce and continued stirring it but I was really watching Niki closely as she poured the wine. She poured a large glass, swirled it around, smelt it, and then took a little sip. Niki swished the wine around in her mouth and then closed her eyes as she swallowed it. The whole process was highly erotic from where I was standing but I suspected she didn’t mean for it to look that way at all.
“Mmm, yes. This is delicious,” she said in a sexy, sultry voice that had a bit of a huskiness to it. “I really like this. I might just end up taking you up on that offer to send some of this home with me. My roommate and I needed a new wine for our movie nights.”
“You guys drink wine on movie nights?”
“Yes, it’s our thing. Sometimes it’s nine dollar wine from the drug store but we love sitting there in our comfy sweats with our giant wine glasses. I’ve been known to purchase wine in a box even. It’s not about the wine, it’s more about us laughing and having a good evening together.”
“Sounds like quite the sight.”
“Yes, we are adorable,” she teased and pressed the glass back up to her lips. “Mmmm, yes,” she groaned.
And just like that, I was standing at full attention. My body couldn’t stay in control any longer as I watched her lips intently and listened to that sexy moan. If I was going to be able to step away from the stove without her seeing my fully erect body I had to think about something not sexy, something that was ugly, or dirty or anything but Niki.
Baseball. Think about baseball.
Thinking about baseball didn’t help me at all. I was still hard as a rock. Niki was sipping her wine as she continued to make cute moaning noises. There was no way I could calm myself down if she kept up with all of that.
“How about you grab some plates and I’ll just dish out our dinner here,” I offered.
“Sure,” she took another big swig from her wine and brought over two of the large white plates. “This is going to be so good. Thanks for making dinner,” she leaned in so close to me that I felt her breast nuzzle up against my arm which definitely didn�
��t help my erection at all.
The touch of Niki’s skin against mine was quickly becoming one of my favorite feelings. She was soft, delicate, and I could smell her scent as she leaned in close. Oh, how I wanted to grab her and pick her up again. Except this time I’d put her on the counter, spread her legs delicately apart and devour her sweet nectar with my tongue. I wasn’t thinking about baseball at all. Instead, I was thinking all the delicious naked thoughts that kept my body hard with desire for this beautiful young woman that I had in my kitchen.
“Go ahead and take these to the table, I’ll be right over,” I said as my body continued to throb with longing for her.
I waited for her back to be toward me and then hustled around the counter to one of the chairs. I could barely walk because the blood was pulsing so hard through my loins. Once in my seat, I could relax a little since she wouldn’t have access to seeing how excited I was to have her there.
“You know what? Oh man, I can’t believe it. I forgot my design book out in my car. Would you mind going and grabbing it? We can talk about some updates I was thinking of on the drive out here.”
No way was I standing up or walking all the way out to the car. My body couldn’t handle that and I didn’t exactly want Niki to see how I was reacting to having her there with me. I had to make up an excuse to keep me in that chair.
“Let’s not worry about it for now. How about we enjoy our meal and I can go grab it later if we need it.”
“Okay, but if I keep drinking this wine I’ll be passed out on your couch before I’m able to do any design work for you at all.”
“I’ve got plenty of spare bedrooms if you need to stay here. And maybe talking would be just fine for tonight. Getting to know each other might help the whole process go much smoother, right?”
Who was I kidding? Talking was the last thing on my mind. Nothing that I was thinking about doing with Niki involved verbal communication. It was all animalistic nakedness and totally inappropriate for me to be thinking about my employee. Technically that’s what she was, right? I’d hired her. I was paying her to plan a party. The ethical lines were so blurry that I was distracting myself just thinking about it all.
“You better start drinking some of this, I’m halfway through the bottle,” she laughed and then leaned in toward me letting one of her hands land on my leg. Her cheeks were flushed from the wine and her smile even more beautiful than before.
It was more of a slap on the leg than a grab. She was joking with me. Niki didn’t mean it in any sexual way whatsoever but I leaked with excitement at her touch. I had to close my eyes for a moment and try and calm myself down slightly. I was in overdrive. The level of excitement and anticipation was so high that my brain was foggy.
“Hand me the bottle,” I said reached for my glass. “I think a drink would serve me well.”
Niki was right, she had finished off half of the bottle and I poured most of the remaining wine into my large glass. Right away I chugged back a big drink in the hope that having alcohol in my system would help me stay in control of my desires. It wasn’t logical, but at this point, I had to give it a try.
“I’m sorry I called you handsome that day out on the back lawn. I shouldn’t have said that,” she said between bites of her pasta. “Sometimes I just say things when they come to my mind and I don’t think them through.”
“I’m sorry I kissed you.”
“Are you though?” She asked and tilted her head slightly as if she knew I was lying to her. She was playfully calling me out and that made her even more endearing to me.
“No, I’m not sorry. Unless you want me to be because I know it’s a weird situation. I did not plan it and I wouldn’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”
“You think that you kissing me made me feel uncomfortable?”
“Maybe? I don’t know.”
Niki stood up and came around the edge of the table. She pushed my plate out of the way and sat down on the table right where my food had been As I looked up at her I moved back away from the table a little to give her some space and figure out what the heck she was doing.
Then I saw a look in her eyes that was so very familiar to me. She had smiling eyes and softly licked her lips. I’d seen that lustful look in one woman before and it drove me as nuts then as it did at that moment. She wanted me just as badly as I wanted her.
“Come here,” she said and motioned for me to stand up and come closer to her. I was trying as hard as possible to behave myself but Niki wasn’t making this easy on me. In fact, she was making it nearly impossible.
Niki definitely didn’t seem like a shy young girl at that moment. She was in charge, confident, and totally controlling me. I stood up and went to her. She kept her legs close to my body and grabbed my shoulders as she looked into my eyes.
“Niki,” I said softly. “What are you doing?”
“I’m kissing you to see if it’s awkward or uncomfortable. That first one caught me off guard but this one I’m ready for.”
“I don’t know if we should do this. Let’s just talk about the party,” I said awkwardly as I tried not to throw her back on the table and take her right then and there.
There was no talking though. Niki wrapped her arms tightly around my neck and pulled me in close to her. I didn’t mean to spread her legs apart but they did open for me as I grabbed her and pulled on her. My hands wrapped around her body and took hold of her ass while her hands played with the back of my hair. All the while our lips and tongues teased and played with one another.
Moments passed and we were still locked in a kiss. The energy between the two of us was filled with potent attraction. She felt natural in my arms which was unusual for me. In the past when I’d been with a woman I was playing a role. I pretended to be this suave guy who knew what he was doing and how to please her when in reality I was thinking about my late wife. But things were different with Niki; I was only thinking about her.
The longer we played with each other’s lips the more I tried to decide what to do next. She was into me and I was clearly into her. Should we just keep making out for a while? Maybe we could move to the couch and play there for a bit? I didn’t know what my next move would be but I was almost certain that it would involve my lips moving to taste other parts of her body.
“We are doing this. I can’t take it,” Niki announced.
She pushed me away from her but grabbed me by the hand. We both took another large sip of our wine and then Niki pulled me with her to the stairs. As we climbed up I watched her delicious ass moving from side to side in front of me and I grabbed her right there on the steps.
Quickly I flipped her around and held onto her as I sat her down on the steps. She was smiling up at me lusciously and leaned back onto the steps to let me see that she was just as into this as I was.
I pressed her t-shirt up and let my lips nibble on her stomach briefly while I unzipped her jeans. Niki obliged me and lifted herself up momentarily while I removed both her pants and her white lace panties in one quick movement.
“The kids aren’t going to come barging in here are they?” she asked as I looked down at her delicious half naked body.
“Nope.”
“Neither is Samantha?”
“Nope,” I said a little less sure of this answer.
The Pavlovian response to seeing her was undeniable as I nearly drooled all over the stairs. Softly I kissed down her belly button to the center of her loveliness. With slow rhythmic movements, I played with every piece of her, taking an extra amount of time on the areas that elicited loud moans when I touched them. The taste of her body drove me insane. I wanted to lick her faster and faster. I wanted to eat her up and feel her delicious body all over mine.
As much as I wanted to rip my pants off and slide into her right then and there, I managed to have a small amount of restraint as I licked her. It had been a very long time since I’d wanted to impress a woman in the bedroom but I really did want Niki to have so much fun that she was g
iddy with excitement when we were finally done with one another.
Typically if I’d gone to a woman’s house for the evening I was just in it for a good time. There was no worrying about if she liked it or not. Of course, I didn’t want sex to be terrible for anyone but providing long-lasting pleasure was all I could think about with Niki there under my tongue.
Her moans increased and I felt her body starting to drip with desire. The steps were no longer the place for us to be. I wanted a more comfortable place to play with her.
“Should we move to someplace more comfortable?” I asked as I looked up at her from between her legs. What a glorious spot that was. I could have stayed right there for weeks.
“Yes,” she said and nodded her head all at the same time.
I helped her up and we walked down the long hallway to my bedroom. At first, I thought she’d be uncomfortable since she was half naked but she just pulled off her shirt and her bra along our walk down the hallway. I went back to pick up her clothing and turned around to see Niki standing near Jenna’s closet looking in there. She flipped the light on and walked in to stand in front of the mirror.
As I stood in the doorway watching her all I could think was that this woman was one of the most beautiful creatures I’d ever seen. Her body was perfectly proportioned. She had an amazing ass with curvy hips and breasts that fit exactly into each of my hands. If I had drawn my ideal woman, Niki would have been the exact picture in my mind.
“What?” she giggled and slightly covered herself up when she realized I was watching her.
“You are magnificent. Like some sort of Goddess.”
“A Goddess?”
“Yes, I don’t know which one because I actually know nothing about Greek literature but that was a compliment. Trust me on that.”
“Thank you,” she said and turned toward me with that lustful look of desire in her eyes again. “Does that make you a Greek God?”
She was serious. I wanted to laugh but I wasn’t about to ruin this sexually charged moment that the two of us were having. Not once in my entire adult life had I ever been called a Greek God. Of course, I knew I wasn’t a hideous beast but Niki was taking it to a whole different level and I loved it.
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