Chapter 8

Mel and I were in a tizzy.

The asparagus was boiling over, potatoes needed mashing, the sausage cook times were off, and the honeyed carrots needed honey that wasn’t in the pantry--which meant one of us had to go buy some.

I volunteered, since Mel was much more adept at work in the kitchen than me, caught the keys she tossed me, and ran out the door to my vehicle.

We were having a “family gathering”--that is to say, we had invited both of our families to my house for a big supper together. We were going to tell them everything tonight. Which is the reason we’re cooking food I don’t usually eat, especially the asparagus. Yuck.

It was lucky that everyone was home. Mel’s dad just finished his two weeks of night shifts at the plant where he works, and her younger brother, Red, who’s a computer genius and already goes to university in the next province, has just come home for a holiday. So we’re all here to ... celebrate? ... together.

When the carrots have been honeyed, the potatoes mashed, asparagus drained, sausages properly cooked, and our secret weapon--cream puffs--creamed, Mel gives a huge sigh of relief and collapses into my arms.

‘Ohhhhh, I don’t know how I’m going to deal with all this stress, ‘ she moaned tiredly. ‘I’m so nervous and worked up.’

‘Me too, ‘ I agreed, glancing at the clock with a sudden idea. There were about twenty minutes before everyone was due to arrive, and all our preparations were ready. It should be enough time.

Kissing Mel on the head, I let her go and put all the dishes into the warming oven, and then took her hand. She watched me, bewildered.

‘Let’s have an appetizer, shall we?’ I suggested.

‘What! We don’t have time to make an appetizer!’ Mel burst out.

Smiling gently, I began to lead her across the house.

‘What ... oh.’

‘We can take off some stress, my love, before we have to face it. It will help our nerves.’

‘I agree.’

When Mel and I had both undressed, I first had her lie on our bed, and buried my face in between her thighs, licking and sucking her to orgasm. I felt like she needed two, being the more nervous of both of us.

And then I joined her on the bed, taking her place and helping guide her hips as she sat down on my cock and rode me.

She cried out quite loudly as her second orgasm hit her, her pussy squeezing my cock, and then slumped on top of me. I myself was not exactly done, and so flipped her under me to achieve a peak.

The pulsing release of my cum took away a lot of the tension, and we lay together quite relaxed for a few minutes, holding hands and pressing our bodies together.

‘Ten more minutes until they’re here, ‘ I reminded Melody, glancing at a clock. ‘At least we’re already undressed. That’ll make changing into fancy clothes a whole lot easier.’

Melody laughed tiredly. She shifted slightly and pressed her mouth to mine.

‘Yeah, that’s true. Burton?’

‘Hm?’

‘I love you.’

I rolled over, burrowing my face into her neck and holding her tight, loving the soft feel of her body beneath me.

‘I love you too, Mel.’

‘So, you said you had a reason for calling us all together?’ Mr D’Mitri--Melody’s father--asked of us.

Mel and I were sitting side by side at the table, me in a semi-formal jacket style get up and Mel in a simply gorgeous deep purple dress that hugged her hips and accented her not-yet-rounded belly. It held her glorious breasts in place, but only in the way a bikini would.

I loved it both on and off her.

However, she had decided to go against heels, since they bothered her ankles.

‘Ah--yes, ‘ I replied carefully.

‘Well, what is it?’ Mum asked, raising an eyebrow and smiling.