They smoked in silence for a couple of minutes. “What a wonderful feeling”, thought Carol. They enjoyed just looking at each other. Chris was fascinated by her smile. He has never seen such naturally red lips and white teeth. And the sound she makes every time she laughed was enough to make him feel excited. He tried to keep her laughing as much possible. Her big round eyes were looking at him with enthusiasm and he really enjoyed that look not to mention turning him on big time.
“Are you ok?” Chris asked gently after a while.
“I am great, man”, Carol laughed “G-R-E-A-T”, she repeated spelling out and playing with a lock of her hair.
“It is good stuff”, Chris said while blowing the smoke out. His eyes were narrowing and at that moment he looked even more attractive.
“Do you want to go and sit on the couch? I can put on a movie to watch”, Chris suggested innocently.
“Sure”, Carol got up and felt her stomach go up automatically.
“Fuck! Where is the bathroom? Fast!” she said.
Chris pointed to the right and she ran. She barely made it to the toilet, kneeled and started to throw up. “I shouldn’t have mixed alcohol and weed”, she thought. “I’m getting too old for this.”
Chris was standing on the other side of the bathroom door and knocked worriedly. “Carol? Is everything ok?”
In this condition all she could think about was how bad it would be for him to see her like this. But he came in and held her long hair while she continued to throw up. Carol felt better after a few minutes and got up.
“Feel better?” Chris asked and smiled at her so sweetly like to a little child who gets smudged while eating.
“Yeah, although you seeing me like this isn’t what I had wanted”, Carol answered ashamed of herself. But he was so cool about it, like it was the most normal thing in the world. He said, “Come into the kitchen and I will make you some coffee.” He made her coffee and she realized that it was already 4 am. It was obviously time for her to go home. He walked her out to her car.
“Will you be able to drive?” he asked gently, “you could sleep here until you feel better” Chris added.
“No I’m ok, I am already dreaming of my bed.” Carol hastily said still feeling embarrassed for throwing up in front of him and fled home.
Chapter 5: Next step
The next morning her cell started to ring and Carol while opening her eyes tried to realize what was going on. She felt like she was hit by a train. “Where is that fucking cell”, she thought.
“Hello” she said halfheartedly.
“Good morning! Am I talking to death on leave”, she heard Natalie’s cheerful voice.
“What?” mumbled Carol.
“So how did it go yesterday?” Natalie asked excitedly.
“Oh everything went great until I managed to puke all over his bathroom while he was holding my hair!” said Carol.
“No shit, really??!” Natalie said while laughing, “How did that happen?”
“Loooong story. I bet he will never call me again after this”, she told to Natalie.
But she was wrong. He did call the next day. He asked her to hang out again. Carol felt sure of herself again.
“He must like me too”, she thought. She was glad and she came. She guessed the right street the second time around, after all last time she drove behind him while tipsy. But she guessed the house right away, since it really wasn’t tough to miss the biggest house in the neighborhood. She parked at the driveway and checked her hair once more in the rearview mirror. She rang while his cell getting out of the car. The outer light automatically turned on and she could hear him coming down the stairs to open the door for her.
“Hey you” Chris said.
“Hey”, said Carol with a broad smile. It was nice to see his face again.
“My friend is here, he just surprised me. You’ve met him, John, from the café ... remember?” he asked.
While she tried to remember “John, John, hmmm doesn’t ring the bell”, he already continued
“You don’t mind do you?”
Carol would have liked for them to be alone but she was cool about it “Of course I don’t mind.”
John obviously felt at home in Chris’s party house because he was standing behind the bar when Carol and Chris walked in and was serving him a drink.
“Hey little girl, I saw you coming when you parked in front of the house. I walked....yes, yes....fixed up your hair and make-up a little in the car so you didn’t notice me walking in the yard”, John smiled.
If he didn’t get on her nerves before, he certainly did now, she thought, because of that stupid hair comment in front of Chris. He didn’t have to hear that. Now he will know that she liked him. And what kind of joke was that to call her little girl? She continued to think. He was older than both of them (Chris was her age), but not that much older to call her little girl.
Over the next hour of spending time together Carol thought more and more John was to chatty and had really sick jokes. He spoke words like “dick” and “cunt” without a problem in front of her, like he was in male company. In the last few years Carol was used to men apologizing using those words in her company, if they happen to slip out. She is still a lady, and not some twenty year old hussy. He told the stupidest story eve of how he used to buy vibrators for his girl friends who were ashamed to enter a sex shop.
He was brutally frank and talked about anything he could think of like it was normal. Chris wasn’t impressed by that. He coolly rolled up a joint and started smoking. He would glance up at Carol from time to time like he wanted to say “Fuck it, he’s just like that.”
All the other time he tried to be a good host to John and her. He was probably used to him by now. Carol took a drag of the joint after Chris and pretended to be interested in John’s stories, all the time thinking “who in their right mind talks about vibrators to someone he just met a few seconds ago?! To a female!! Go home buddy.” But the weed started to work and Carol started to tolerate the intruder much easier. Chris was occupied with the choice of music. He gave Carol a gentle look when he saw her inhaling a smoke and said “take it easy“, and then he smiled.
Carol knew what he was getting at (throwing up from last time) and smiled back at him. John saw that as an internal joke between them and finally said:
“Ok, I am leaving you two alone. Enjoy watching the movie.” winking discreetly at Chris.
Carol ignored the obvious signs when he mentioned watching the movie. She was pretty stoned by now so she thought how John reminded her of those court jesters they had at royal courts. He had that kind of face and everything else that jesters have so Carol just smiled to herself.
Chris walked his friend out. Returning he said, “And?” he smiled showing off a perfect teeth.
“And what?” Carol smiled.
“What is it?” Chris continued to laugh.
“And you what?” joked Carol.
“Nothing” while flashing a broad smile. “And you?” Chris continued to joke around.
“Well nothing, what about you?” Carol said biting the edge of her lip.
Chris thought “Fuck it, she’s cute!”
“Are you stoned?” he asked.
“Well not too much” she answered.
And so they would continue with their very “intellectual” conversation if his cell phone hadn’t rang. Carol watched as Chris picked up the phone in a cool manner. She saw animalistic attraction in his cool manner. She wasn’t going to be able to resist not wanting him.
By the way he changed his face expression she concluded that the phone call was not nice, and he probably wasn’t expecting to get a call from the person on the other side of the line.
Like he wanted to hang up as quickly as he could but had respect toward this person to listen to the end. She didn’t want to seem rude and listen in on the conversation so she flipped through the CD-s pretending to search for some music. She also used this opportunity to go to the bathroo
m. When she came back he wasn’t on the phone anymore and he greeted her with a question:
“Do you want to watch the movie we were supposed to watch last time?” he smiled showing off his perfect teeth.
“Great, sure”, Carol laughed.
They settled on the movie very quickly because Chris was ready for all compromises. The guest had the advantage here after all.
They lay one next to the other on a large bed in front of his home movie theatre.
Chapter 6: Gentle touch
A few minutes later he came closer and gently pulled her towards him. Carol put her head on his chest and he hugged her close. It all happened very spontaneously and naturally. Just like it was supposed to be. And so they hugged each other as they watched the whole movie. Carol got the strong feeling like she has known him for years. She felt good around him.
Chris watched the movie and took it very seriously. He would always do that when he stoned. He felt her body beside his and of course he had to have her. He wanted to have her since the first moment when they met on the freeway. He always thought she was hot. Now that he had the chance to know her, he didn’t want to screw things up. He started to think about her differently. Right now he would look at her when she got talking and thought, “This woman is really special.” She wasn’t superficial like most of the women he dated recently. “I am going to control myself”, he thought, “I just need to focus on the movie.”
He didn’t even try to kiss her or anything like that. Carol was impressed. He really is different, she thought. She liked the fact that she could be so relaxed around him, that he didn’t expect anything and everything was ok to him. He was just being human to her. How wonderful. Carol got home that night in a dazzled state of mind and then realized that she could easily fall in love with him.
She came to the movie night for the second time. He cooked dinner for her and she enjoyed it. After dinner they lay together and watched another movie. She felt safe in his arms. She also felt his scent which turned her on even more. He didn’t try to kiss her this time either. That started to drive Carol crazy. She felt the need for him to kiss her but the unconscious waiting was also nice. When she would return home after agreeable nights spent like this Carol couldn’t help but wonder if either he is a perfect seducer who knows how to charm a woman until she falls and can’t be without him or he is just spontaneously a nice guy. In essence she didn’t care anymore because she liked him.
It was understandable that she went to his house regularly to hang out and come home late. Carol laughed to herself for acting like a lovesick teenager. She was really looking forward to her meetings with Chris. The fifth night after one of their movie nights Carol was leaving the bed and slowly picking up her handbag when she heard that sexy voice she adored by now.
“You know you could spend the night”, Chris said showing his perfectly white teeth which made Carol weak in the knees.
“What do you mean?” Carol asked.
“So you don’t always drive home that late and you have got to try the breakfast I make”, Chris winked.
“Well if you say so, maybe I could stay. Just to try that breakfast you keep bragging about.” Carol winked and added “but not tonight, some other time.”
She always let him call first and he would usually call three days after their last meeting.
Her phone rang and Carol saw it was Chris.
“Hey, you were serious about that breakfast?” he asked and she came that night to stay.
When he opened the door and when she saw him after two days she couldn’t keep the smile off her face. She already missed him. Chris was on the other hand impatient and watched her through the window as she was getting out of the car. He knew that they agreed upon her spending the night and he was a little nervous. He couldn’t believe that it was possible especially because he had enough experience with women. As a matter of fact there were a lot of situations in which he would politely turn women down. But Carol fascinated him the last couple of days. She seemed perfect. She had that specific beauty, at one moment she would look like a little girl and in the next so sexually attractive that he was barely keeping himself from not jumping her.
She wasn’t even aware of her sexuality and that turned him on even more. No normal guy could be in her company and not think about sex for a second. But with that, Chris was also pleasantly surprised finding out that she was intelligent, spontaneous, warm and kind. Looking at her now walking in high dark green boots, which she wore combined with green tights, and a long sweater the color of peach, that looked unbelievably good on her, he felt his heart race. He was happy and sure that he wanted her to be his.
The evening went by as every other before; first they sat, talked a little, smoked. Chris then started to prepare dinner and asked Carol to join him in the large kitchen to help him. Carol was a lousy cook; obviously cooking was not her thing as she later told him. Chris wasn’t surprised, and didn’t mind at all. He knew enough about Carol already so he pretty much assumed that she wasn’t the housewife type. She has a Master’s degree and a career spiraling upwards and he didn’t expect her to be perfect in everything. Also the kitchen and cooking was his domain, considering that it was his serious hobby. He came from a family that owned a chain of catering facilities, mostly restaurants, and it was assumed that as a kid he would go lurking in the kitchen learning a few tricks from the Master Chefs. He liked cooking for her and with her because they had a good time and he knew that a man who could find his way around the kitchen was an aphrodisiac for some women.
Carol although shy and clumsy at that area enjoyed cooking with Chris because he made something she didn’t like to do fun. She liked the way he showed her how to cut vegetables, explaining to her how it is the first thing she has to learn how to do. He was excellent with sharp knives and Carol thought he looked very sexy in an apron. He turned up the music which suited her. Chris would start to sing the chorus of the song pretending to be into the song, and Carol would laugh. He would manage to convince her to join him and they would sing together using different kitchen utensils as a mike.
“I may start to love cooking because of you” Carol said laughing.
Chris turned up the music even louder, started dancing in the rhythm, and Carol joined him.
Chapter 7 : Deep pleasure
When dinner was over, they decided to watch a comedy. Carol was lying in his arms just like the previous movie nights. When the movie ended it was late and Chris asked gently
“Are you tired? Do you want to go to bed?”
Carol, because of the fact that she enjoyed the night immensely, didn’t notice how tired she was and now yawning said, “Well we could hit the sack.”
Chris turned off the TV and they each settled on their side of the bed.
“You are really going to be able to sleep beside me without a problem?” Carol asked.
“Well we are not a pair of horny teenagers, so of course I can”, Chris said.
He respected her too much and he really thought he could sleep in the same bed as her.
And so Chris tried to fall asleep and although no body parts were toughing he could still feel her being close. He felt her warmth and that made him very restless. His body took control over his reason and he felt getting hard. Carol heard Chris turning from one side to the other but she chooses to ignore it. After a while she heard his voice:
“I can’t believe it” he sighed and turned to face her “what are you some sort of a magician???!!”
“Why?” Carol laughed, “What do you mean?”
“Well, I can’t fall asleep next to you. I’m getting restless”, Chris said truthfully.
“I told you so”, Carol laughed.
“Ok, I promised to be good”, he said “so, good night for the second time!”
“Night”, Carol quietly answered.
Although it was dark the street light was shining through the windows and Carol could see Chris’s silhouette. He stayed facing her. “You know I w
as just starting to sleep and now you woke me up”, Carol said.
“Sorry.” He started to apologize but Carol interrupted him, “I feel like smoking, so I’m going to smoke a cigarette.”
“What, now??” Chris cursed but continued, “come on I will join you.”
They sat at the table smoking quietly. Chris was planning to put on some music and started to say something, but Carol didn’t hear him because it started the moment she looked at his face. She felt her panties getting wet. She was never turned on as intense as she is now. She was soaked just sitting a meter from him and looking at him. She crossed her legs. Just as though he felt that he came close to her, took her hand and led her to the bed. Carol burned from the desire to be touched. Her whole body vibrated from excitement. Her pussy was so wet she could feel it through the jeans which she had previously put on to prevent being cold. He lay beside her, touched her face and gently removed the hair on her face. His big full lips came close to hers. They kissed and it was the most magnificent kiss she has ever felt. She was so excited from that one kiss she didn’t need foreplay. She wanted to be filled with him completely or else she would die. She needed him like air. They started to take each other’s clothes off as if their lives depended on it. Her big and full breasts melted with his perfect chest. Chris’s big cock wanted to burst from excitement and she couldn’t wait a second longer, she need to feel him inside her. He lay on top of her and lightly entered her.
“You are so wet”, Chris said.
Carol started to breathe deeply and she wanted to scream just out of sheer pleasure. She felt him so deep and intense.
“You are so good, I can’t believe I am feeling you”, he breathed.
Carol couldn’t speak. She just rolled her eyes from pleasure. She looked him in the eyes and held his hair.
He started to fuck her faster and faster and Carol’s screams got louder and louder. She felt like time has stopped, like nothing else existed apart from them in this love trance.
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