Chapter 34

Saturday morning, dawn just breaking; even after our late-night loving, I still woke up with a severe case of ‘morning wood’. We were snuggled close together, my erection pressed between the cheeks of her ass; when I started to ease away, she pulled me back close and started wiggling her butt. I don’t think she’s completely awake, but she knows what she wants; she lifts her upper lag a little, then reaches back between them and gets me in position. She’s moist but not really wet, she works the head of my cock back and forth for a minute getting enough lubrication worked up to get me inserted, then presses that wonderful ass back, connecting us. It ends up being a leisurely morning making love, me cupping and caressing her breasts as she moans her pleasure and encouragement. Eventually we both reached our peaks together; not earth-shattering, but very satisfying.

“You don’t know just how good that makes me feel,” she whispered. “Being loved by you the first thing in the morning is the best.”

I hugged her close as I pulled out, then gave her a kiss on the cheek when she rolled to her back; “I’ll be back pretty soon,” I told her; “go back to sleep.”

I went to the bathroom and got cleaned up, then put my clothes back on; after all the driving yesterday, I’m a little stiff. It’s a nice morning, warm and cloudy; instead of running I take off on a fast walk, and explore her neighborhood. The immediate area is definitely upscale, bigger houses on large lots about 5 miles southwest of the downtown area; I got a nice long walk in with a few stops for some calisthenics, and made it back by 07:30.

Karen was up and in the shower; somehow, I got enticed into joining her. It ended up not being a short shower; we were definitely clean when we finished. We had a bit of a discussion in the bathroom about what we would be doing until evening, at least I tried for a discussion; she was a little evasive but I’m pretty sure the serious talk she wants to have with me is almost here. Karen had me put on my new robe and sent me downstairs to see what was available in the frig for breakfast; whatever I come up with is fine with her, she told me.

I discovered the kitchen is well stocked, very well stocked; there’s enough food in the frig and pantry to feed a small army for a week. I was still in the process of figuring out what to make for breakfast when Karen arrived in a very light-weight, silk lounging dress in a beautiful flower print. It was low-cut and came to mid-thigh, and it seems that she’s not wearing a bra; her breasts were bouncing and swaying enticingly under the silk. She had on a pair of high-heeled wedge sandals; she gave me a little spin, revealing the apparent lack of any underwear; then grinned and asked if I liked it.

“Baby, if you hadn’t worn me out last night, and very nicely satisfied me this morning,” I smiled back; “I’d be seriously thinking of bending you over the table this morning and having my way with you again.”

“Satisfied us,” she laughed, giving me another sexy spin. “That’s the response I was hoping for, and the morning is still young; maybe we’ll see how sturdy the kitchen table is a little later.”

I guess we are going to spend the weekend screwing our brains out, maybe I really should start taking vitamins. “There’s lots of food here; do you want a traditional breakfast, or something special?”

“Just some bacon and eggs and toast,” she said; “I don’t need anything heavy this morning. My mom stocked up for us this weekend, one of the things I need to talk to you about.”

Maybe the serious conversation is about to start. “Okay; what’s up?” I asked as I took the bacon and eggs from the frig and looked for a frying pan.

“It’s fantastic that you are here; but I didn’t know you were coming until the beginning of this week, and my parent’s conference in Florida has been planned for a couple months. I thought I’d be alone, so I asked Angie and a couple girl friends over for the weekend. Everyone was really looking forward to it; I haven’t completely canceled it yet, is it alright if we still do it?”

“Sure baby; I don’t have to be with you all weekend. I can stay with JB and disappear whenever you want, then come back whenever; just let me know.” She had come around the kitchen island and was helping me find stuff; that statement got me a laugh, and then a loving hug. Yep, no bra; she felt amazing against me.

“No sweetheart; I want us all to be here. We’ll stay out of my parent’s suite upstairs; but there’s 4 other bedrooms up there, and a couple people could sleep on the couches down here if necessary. I want us to be together as much as possible this weekend; it may be our last time.”

Okay; there’s the other shoe dropping, I’ll ignore that for now. “Whatever you want honey, that’s what we’ll do. How many people have you invited?”

“Only six or seven,” she replied, still staying close as I started cooking; “I’m not sure exactly who can make it. You and I will be in my bedroom, JB and Angie in the bedroom next door, and the other girls will share the other two bedrooms. That’s why we’ve got plenty of food; my mom and I stocked up on snacks and drinks and easy-to fix stuff. We were going to go out and try a couple of the clubs this weekend; we can still do that with you and JB singing, the girls will love it. If that’s okay with you, I’ll call the girls and let them know it’s still on.”

“No problem, whatso ever,” I told her. “You make your calls, and I’ll finish making breakfast.”

“I’ll call after breakfast, it’s still a little early for most of the girls.” She paused for a few seconds, then added, “You didn’t say anything; about this maybe being our last time.”

“I know you’ll explain it to me when you’re ready,” I told her, giving her a hug, then had her set-out plates and silverware, and getting us drinks. “You know I want you to start dating again, that we’re not going to be together forever; I guess you’ve been thinking about that.”

“Yes,” she said; then went into a long, rambling explanation. She had been talking with Angie and her mother, and a couple friends; had an opportunity to talk with Becky once when she had been in town, and had even been on the phone with Irene and Kelly in Erie. The consensus was that the longer she and I were together, exclusive of anyone else; the harder it was going to be on her to eventually go our separate ways. She was going to finish up her degree here next spring, then start medical training up in Michigan the following year; where her mother was from, and got her medical degree. “I’m going to be studying to be a doctor like my mom; she gave me some of her old textbooks when I talked with her about how you came to be the way you are. I don’t think the books have it all right; you are just a little different, and not ‘broken’ and need counseling, or need to be fixed. I love you just the way you are, and will love you forever; but I need to prepare for the rest of my life without you.”

She had it right, and I told her so. “It sounds like a good plan; I’m glad you’ve been thinking about it. I’m going to miss you, and being with you; but you need to do what’s best for you.” By now I had finished cooking, and we were sitting at the small kitchen table, eating. “You are going to try dating this year?”

“Yes; I’m not sure I want to be intimate with anyone, at least not right away; but I do want to talk with other guys, see what they are like. If you come back at Thanksgiving or Christmas or whenever; maybe we can go on a real date, and not just go right to bed.”

“I’d like that,” I told her; “we can be friends, and maybe occasional lovers; it’s a good way to get some emotional distance from each other. I’ll be more than happy to keep in touch, keep writing at least; if you want.”

We talked about it a little more, and finished eating; “I knew you’d be so damn reasonable about this,” she said, moving to sit in my lap. “My mother and the others thought so too,” she said with moist eyes. “You are just so darn nice; and good to me, and for me; it’s not easy to let you go.”

“Is this one of the reasons we are screwing our brains out this weekend?” I asked her with a grin.

“You betcha,” she grinned back, wiping the tear from her eye. “Making love with you has been the best; and sometimes you just taking me, fucking me senseless. That’s what I want right now,” she whispered into my ear; giving it a lick and squirming around on my lap. “Feel how wet I am; how ready I am for you.”

I reached up under her dress and firmly cupped her groin as I kissed her; she wantonly moaned and spread her legs; pushing against my hand. When I probed with a finger, it sank into her soaked depths; she gave a little gasp and started thrusting at me; sticking her tongue in my mouth. I worked on her for a minute or so, getting very worked up myself; when I stood her up and moved her over to an open setting at the table, and moved the chair away; she just smiled back at me and bent over, wiggling that fantastic ass back at me. “Fuck me baby,” she demanded; “hard and fast, just pound the hell out of me. We’ll make love again later; right now I just want to feel your hard cock in me.”

That’s what I did; what we did. It was a mutual effort; she was pushing her ass back at me as hard as I was thrusting my cock forward. I had flipped her dress up to her waist and was caressing her back as we fucked; the only words spoken during the next several minutes were from her, when I used my finger on her bum and found she had lubricated herself again. “Just your finger this time,” she managed to get out between pants, “I’m a little tender back there, but I still want that feeling.” I eased my finger into her second hole; when that easily went in, I removed it and inserted my thumb; simply flexing it a little. That seemed to be the straw that broke the camel’s back; she moaned and thrashed and moved so strongly, the table started moving. I wasn’t helping with that; I was hammering at her so hard her ass cheeks were a bright red, and her pussy was frothing. Another minute and we were done, at least for now; we had knocked over the vase and napkin holder; it was a good thing our glasses were empty. She simply collapsed on the table when I eased out of her; then started giggling. “I think I need to wash this tablecloth now, and then work on the couch.”

“At the rate we’re going; maybe we should plan on cleaning the entire house together on Monday,” I chuckled to her.

“It won’t be that bad,” she laughed as she stood up, turned, and kissed me; holding me close. “But maybe I should strategically place a few clean towels around the house, just in case.”

That got us both laughing. After a couple more loving caresses and kisses; we composed ourselves and I started cleaning up. She made her phone calls; including one to Angie where she told her to bring both our bags and meet us there that afternoon; it was either going to be 4 or five girls joining us for the weekend, and maybe not the whole weekend. I cut up a bunch of fruit and vegetables for snacks, and thoroughly checked the food supplies; there were burgers and hotdogs for grilling, if we got that far. We went back upstairs and showered again; I got out her new scented oils and gave her a massage afterwards on her bed. Not a mistake really; but we ended up playing with a couple of her new toys also. She decided that the curved, vibrating dildo was a dangerous weapon in my hands; I got her off once more before she made us stop, and we took a noon-time siesta. Well after one o’clock we got up again and I made us some simple sandwiches, then we ended up skinny-dipping in the pool for an hour.

She showed me the new spa her father had put in, separate from the pool; it seated 8 and had two of the new Jacuzzi aerators; with a pump, heater, and filter for the water. As long as you were clean when you went in, the water didn’t need to be drained and replaced all the time; I checked it out, and read the instructions for maintaining and using the spa. We talked about it a little as we gave it a try; her dad had been using the college’s therapy pools and equipment after working out and playing basketball there. Her mom and dad both liked relaxing in the bubbling water in the evening; we did too, that afternoon.

Around 3 we heard what turned out to be Angie’s car pull in the driveway, on the other side of the privacy fence around the pool and spa; Karen wrapped a towel around her naked body and let them into the pool area through the gate. JB had our bags, and a couple more; after giving Karen a kiss Angie took one look at me in the spa and started stripping down, obviously going to join us. She got down to her bra and panties; when Karen dropped her towel, and I stood up; she removed them and dove into the pool first. JB quickly stripped down and joined her; Karen and I joined them and we hugged and relaxed in the pool for a couple of minutes; then headed to the spa. Angie and JB both loved the swirling waters and bubbles, and the heated water; we talked for an hour before the girls decided they needed to get ready for the evening and headed inside.