Chapter 18

[Wednesday, June 25th, 1986]

I woke up to a heavenly sensation. Kim had decided to start her day with a little more practice. I could only applaud her dedication. There was more than enough light in the room to see that Kim had crawled under the covers, and the alarm clock on the nightstand showed it was just after 8:00 am. We were up pretty late last night. I’m not surprised I had slept in a bit later than my norm.

I said, “Well, good morning to you too.”

I heard and felt what I could only assume was “Good Morning” from her.

I told her, “Thank you for that baby, but would you come up here for a minute, please?”

She crawled up to me, kissing her way up to my lips. I returned her kiss gladly and hugged her to me for a bit. Then I began to explain.

“First, let me say that I truly do appreciate what you were doing there. If I let you go long enough, I’m sure I would have gotten there, but it probably would have taken quite a bit longer than you were expecting, and I thought I should fill you in on another fact of life about me before you dedicated so much effort into it.”

She said, “What do you mean?”

I explained, “Pretty much since the first time I had an erection, I’ve woken up almost every morning with a stiffy. It’s part of the body’s natural response to help hold off going to the bathroom for most guys. You might have heard of it being called a piss-on instead of a hard-on. Most mornings, I stumble my way to a toilet and have to wait for it to go down before I can go pee.”

“Sometimes I have to pee so bad that I take a stance like a football linesman, with one hand on the floor and my butt in the air, since I can’t wait for it to get soft and allow me to point it down before letting go. It’s kind of funny when you picture it. I’ve laughed at myself about it before.”

“Anyway, what I was getting at is that while what you were doing certainly felt amazing, it might take a long time for me to shift from the ‘I’ve got to pee’ feeling to allow myself to get into the ‘I’m gonna come’ feeling. Eventually, I’m sure it would happen, but you literally could be working on it for more than half an hour before it happens. I’ve had that happen before. I’ve also had it happen reasonably quickly too, but I wanted you to know what was going on there.”

“A smarter play might be for us to take a time-out while I go use the bathroom, and we get back to that in just a little while.”

Kim fake pouted a little and said, “So I guess you weren’t dreaming about me after all.”

I said, “You would be wrong about that. I most certainly did. But while junior and I both hold you in the highest regard ... The honest answer is that it probably wasn’t about sex if he was hard when you started. Sorry.”

Kim said, “That’s okay, and thanks for telling me. It’s good to know.”

“Now, don’t get the wrong idea; morning sex is still good sex. Sometimes it is amazing sex. Junior’s slowness to shift gears can mean good things for you too if you think about it,” I said with a smile.

Kim’s eyes widened, and she said, “Ohhh.”

I told her, “Kim, I think you will find I am always willing and usually eager to do these things. I hope I wake up with you doing that, or something like that many many more times in the future. How about for you? If I wake up in the middle of the night or before you in the morning, do I have your permission to try and wake you up in one of those ways?”

Kim smiled and said, “Oh, please do.”

“You can count on it.”

I got up and went to the bathroom, making a special effort to wash and dry everything at the sink afterward. When I came out, Kim held the blankets open for me, and I quickly got back in bed with her. Kim got back to her interrupted plans, and I held off as long as I could. To be perfectly honest about it, that wasn’t very long at all.

She asked how soon I could be ready to do something else with junior again, and I checked my watch and said, “Let’s find out. Why don’t we see how long it takes you to wake him up again.” She grinned and accepted the challenge. About ten minutes later, she had something to work with, and she climbed on board.

We’d had a few conversations about different positions, but we hadn’t gotten around to her being on top last night. It turns out that we were both big fans. I was glad we had waited until morning for it. Watching her moving above me in the morning light was pretty damn magical. It certainly gave the best sunrise I could remember a run for its money.

Things got taken to another level when I convinced her to rub herself while she was at it. She found that tip very helpful indeed and soon collapsed on top of me, after making her way to a nice orgasm. Unfortunately for me, she stopped when I was well on my way to getting there myself. I wasn’t quite at the point of no return, so I gave her a minute to stop twitching. I reached up and ran my hands into her hair, massaging her scalp for a minute, then I moved them to the sides of her face. I lifted her head in front of mine and kissed her forehead, then her cheek. Then I asked if she was doing alright.

She weakly answered she was okay. I said, “Good, but I have a little problem here. I was awful close a minute ago. I was wondering if you’d mind if I took over for a minute here.” She said, “Go right ahead. I just don’t know how much help I’ll be.”

I said, “Leave it to me,” and I grabbed onto her hips and started working it from below. I ramped my pace up steadily, and she started saying things like Jesus, Oh fuck, Oh My God. As I got more energetic, her hands moved around, searching for something to hold on to. She ended up just grabbing onto my shoulders by curling her arms under me. Eventually, I was going a lot faster and harder than I had ever done to this point.

When I finally got there, she dug her nails into my skin while I roared as I came. I’m pretty sure she came too if the contractions of her pussy around me were any indication. Frankly, I forgot to ask. We were both out of breath for quite a while, and I wasn’t thinking very clearly.

When my breathing slowed down to normal levels again, I said, “That was great. I hope I wasn’t too rough on you there.”

Kim said, “God no, that was fabulous. I might be a little sore later, but I’ll take that trade gladly. I loved how you were just going to town, getting what you wanted. You’ve been so gentle and focused on me, for the most part, all night long. I wouldn’t trade last night for the world, but it was nice to see that level of need from you too.”

I said, “I don’t regret a second of last night either. I supposed I was a bit more focused on you than me. Honestly, I think that’s probably the way I naturally lean, and you can expect a lot more of that in the future. But trust me, there is also a part of me that is much more caveman too. He most definitely exists and is an integral part of who I am. Now that I know you like him too, I’ll be more likely to let him loose a little more often.”

Kim said, “I’m looking forward to a lot of time spent getting to know both of you.”

She glanced over to the alarm clock and said, “We should probably get started on our day. We want to get cleaned up and packed before check out time. I saw in the pamphlet that they ask people to check out by 10:30 am.”

Looking at the clock, I saw it was just a few minutes after 9 am.

I said, “Good, we still have plenty of time. Let’s try another shower together. Maybe we can keep our focus on getting the job done first this time.”

We didn’t want to run out of hot water again, and we managed it without doing so. Mostly because this time, we learned to turn off the water in between for our fooling around sessions. We didn’t have sex, but we did still have a lot of fun.

Cleanup was a breeze. While Kim dried her hair, I poured the water off the half-melted ice out of the foam chest into the sink and loaded everything back in the cooler. Then I dumped the ice I had stored in the freezer back over everything. Kim wanted the candles and the flowers, and they all made it back into the box I got from the florist, along with the scarves. The few other sundry items got put in the box too. I’m sure the baby oil will get used sooner or later. I left the condoms, which I didn’t expect to need any time soon, in the drawer as a gift. Somebody would end up putting them to good use, I was sure.

We checked out and thanked Jan for a wonderful stay. I thought we might be back sometime in the future. Time would tell. Kim and I drove back to her house, and I carried the box for her as we went in. Claire cornered Kim in the kitchen and asked me to drop the package off in Kim’s room. I took my time doing so, as she obviously wanted a word with her daughter. I didn’t hear any raised voices, so I thought it was probably going okay.

When I joined them in the kitchen, Kim asked me if I wanted some coffee. We hadn’t eaten anything yet, and it sounded good. She poured both of us a cup, and we all sat around the table. I figured Kim was giving her Mom a chance to start the conversation, so I kept my mouth shut other than drinking coffee.

Eventually, Claire said, “So how was the B&B?”

Kim said, “It was incredible. How did Dad take the news that I wasn’t coming home last night?”

Claire said, “About like you would expect. You’re lucky I never told him the name of where you were staying. You might have gotten a very rude wake-up call or visitor. I thought it best to let him rant and rave last night. I’ve got my work cut out for me there. I fully support the two of you, and John, I think you are a wonderful young man, but Sean might need a little time before he’s ready to accept this level of things.”

Kim said, “Mom, I won’t accept him being an overbearing ass about this. I love him to death, but I will not let him interfere with my relationship with John. I’ll move out first, and if he tries to hold going to college over my head, he won’t see me again until I get over my mad, which might never be.”

Claire said, “I know that love. Don’t worry. He won’t make that mistake if he ever wants to sleep with me again. I’ll remind him of it when he gets home. I think it might be best if the two of you were out when he gets here. In fact, now that I think about it. The two of you ought to spend the rest of the week without coming back here at all. Try to call every night, but don’t plan on being back home until Sunday afternoon. Your father and I have a little negotiating to do, and it would be best if we had the house to ourselves for it.”

Kim smiled and said, “Oh, he’s in for it now. Thanks, Mom. I’ll pack a bag. John, could you take that box back to the trunk of your car?”

I looked from one to the other. The sparkle in the eyes of both fiery redheads made me briefly wonder what I was getting into, but I wasn’t stupid enough to say anything like that out loud. I said, “Sure thing,” and went to go make that happen. I decided to take my time and spent a while rearranging things in the trunk, then cleaning out the car a little more.

When I had wasted all the time I could on that, I moved to sit on the bench on Kim’s front porch and waited for Kim to come out. A while later, Kim and Claire came out together, with Kim holding a small suitcase.

“Oh, there you are,” Kim said. “Why didn’t you come back in?”

I said, “I just wanted to give you two a chance to talk with each other privately if you wanted to. Are we still going with the same plan?”

Claire said, “You don’t approve?”

I grinned and said, “I get to wake next to Kim for the rest of the week? Hell, yes, I approve. I think I might feel a little sorry for Sean, but I expect he’ll come out of it just fine.”

Claire laughed and said, “Don’t worry, I’m sure all will be well by the time you get back.”

I said, “I’m not sure where we will be staying, but Kim will pass on a number to you wherever we end up. I don’t know if you would feel comfortable doing this, but do you think you could speak to Amanda and get her permission to give me her phone number? I hadn’t planned on being out of pocket for quite so long this week, and I want to be able to touch base with her.”

Claire said, “That is a good idea. I’ll certainly be able to do that for you. Kim, you should also take your car, at least to get it out of here. I want your Dad to be able to picture what it’s like when you are gone, and that empty garage stall might help.”

Kim said, “Okay, in that case, John, why don’t I meet you at your house. It won’t be too long. I do want to run a few more things past my mom before I go.”

I nodded and got up to leave. Kim gave me a nice kiss and promised to be quick. I waved to them both, then got in the car and headed back home. Thinking about it, I was confident that my Mom would be okay with Kim staying over if she had to, but she would most definitely not be OK with us spending the night together in her house. Not without us getting married in the next few hours first. I would have to call around to hotels in the area.

I got home, and the house was empty. I got out the Yellow Pages and started looking for a place to stay through Saturday night. There were many no-tell motels listed, but I had no intention of going to anyplace like that. I wanted a Sheraton, or a Hyatt, maybe a Marriot. I supposed I could do a Holiday Inn in a pinch.

I found an ad for a Marriot in Norwich, which could work. I picked up the phone and called the listed number. I asked about vacancies for a stay through Saturday night, preferably in a suite if they had one available. They did have one available. It got a little steep, especially for Friday and Saturday, but still way cheaper than the B&B was. They asked for a name and phone number for the reservation, and I gave them both. Without a credit card, they would only hold the reservation until 6 pm, but that would work for our needs.

Kim showed up about 20 minutes after I got off the phone and joined me in the kitchen. She had news. She handed me a piece of paper with Amanda’s number on it, as well as an address.

Kim told me, “We have been cordially invited to visit Amanda and stay as her guests in Old Greenwich this week. Mom called her up right after you left, and the conversation drifted to our situation. Amanda wanted to help us out. I think we should take her up on it. In fact, I took a chance and already told her that we would accept. I hope you don’t mind. It just seemed like the right choice to me.”

I agreed that it would probably be a better choice in many ways. I started thinking about the things we would need to do to get ready. Even though the reservation would automatically expire, the agent was so pleasant I felt the need to let them know of our change of plans. That only took me a minute to accomplish.

I decided to fill Mom in on my plans for the rest of the week and called her at work. She appreciated my letting her know and wished us well. I left Amanda’s name and number on the board in case she needed to reach us. I had asked for and received her permission to borrow a suitcase from her. It lived under Mom’s bed.

Kim and I found it, and we packed clothes for me to take. The suitcase I got from Mom was full-sized and excess to my needs. Considering the probable wealth we would encounter at our destination, I thought Kim’s car would fit in better than mine, but it had much more limited storage. We chose to add Kim’s things to my larger bag and stored her empty bag in my room.

We loaded the suitcase into Gertie’s trunk along with the florist’s box. There wasn’t room for much more than that in the small space, so we made the right call with the suitcases. We packed the foam cooler and my backpack into the back seat. Lastly, I grabbed the road atlas from my car, and we hit the road.

We got on the highway, and because we had not eaten anything today, we chose to pull into the first rest area and make some sandwiches from the cooler. We quickly realized that while we could squeeze mustard just fine, getting mayonnaise from the jar would be tricky without a knife. We made do without it for now. The sandwiches were still quite good. We finally opened the bag of potato chips too.

Kim was a great road companion and always had a smile and an upbeat attitude. We just laughed at our stupid mistakes and moved on. I had been on many road trips with people who would do nothing but complain if something like that happened. It was just another way she shined as a person. I don’t know what I did to earn having her in my life, but I vowed to do whatever I could not to screw this up.

I knew Greenwich was located in that little stubby outcropping on the state’s southwest corner, but I wasn’t 100% sure where Old Greenwich was in relation. I assumed it would be nearby it, and I was correct in that assumption, according to the atlas. Kim and I took I-395 down to I-95, and that would take us right into the area. It looked like we should expect to find it right after going through Stamford. Connecticut is not all that big of a place, but it would still take us at least two hours to travel the 120ish miles to get there, assuming the traffic never got bad.

As we passed Norwich, I asked Kim if she knew what her Mom had planned for her Dad.

Kim said, “Oh, there will probably be some broken dishes and maybe a dent in the wall or two when we get back. Mom likes to throw things to make a point sometimes when she lets her temper show. I expect a whole lot of yelling, and then I would wager there will be a lot of makeup sex. She’ll show him how nice it will be that their little girl has grown up and left them all alone in the house, so they can run around naked if they want to.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle at Kim’s descriptions. I asked her if she knew the difference between “Naked and Nekkid.” She didn’t, so I explained, “Naked is when you don’t have any clothes on, Nekkid is when you’re up to something too.”

Kim laughed and said, “We’re going to spend a lot of nekkid time this week.” I could only agree with that plan.

We stopped for gas outside New Haven, and I got some more ice for the cooler while we were at it. We also picked up a couple of sets of plastic utensils and some napkins for her glove box. They were free from the Wendy’s that was attached to the store. We both got chocolate Frostys while we were there.

When we pulled into Old Greenwich, we spent a while just driving around and enjoying looking at the town. There was a fantastic assortment of beautiful homes to be seen. Frankly, this looked like a great place to live. Eventually, we happened across the street Amanda lived on, and finding her address was easy after that.

Women often give men a hard time for not stopping and asking directions, but I’ve always believed that if I weren’t in a hurry, I’d simply prefer to find things for myself. Maybe it is silly, but it felt good to succeed at it, and so what if you got lost a few times. Kim seemed to share the opinion, at least in this case. We both agreed to do some more driving around this week to explore this beautiful area.

We pulled into Amanda’s driveway and made our way to the circular courtyard in front of her lovely home. We stopped in a covered portion of the driveway nearest the front door and approached the entryway. Amanda opened the door before we got there and welcomed us to her home. She told us the car was fine for now, but we should grab our things and settle in first off. She followed us back to the car and offered to lend us a hand.

I got the suitcase, and Kim grabbed the florist’s box out of the trunk. I asked Amanda to grab my backpack, as it would be the lightest of our items. I said, “This is probably going to be a two trip deal. Let me put that chest in the foyer for a minute. Then, I can handle the suitcase, and Kim can take the florist’s box. We can put the cold items away later.”

Amanda said, “Nonsense, Kim, can you handle that cooler?”

Kim said, “Sure, I can handle it easily.”

“Then hand me that box, and we’ll do this in one trip. It doesn’t look heavy, and I can certainly handle it and the backpack too. This bag weighs almost nothing.” So that is what we did.

As Amanda led the way to our room, she said, “I’m so glad you decided to accept my invitation and visit with me, I think this will be a lot of fun. Let me show you where you two will be staying, and then I’ll give you the nickel tour.”

The room was huge. The double doors opened up to show us the large canopy bed that had to be King sized on one side of the room. A seating area with a good-sized couch and a loveseat faced each other across a beautiful coffee table. A chaise lounge over by a large window had a tall light for late-night reading hanging over it. Another row of windows showed a large pool and patio area in the backyard. There was an open door that looked like it went into an en-suite bath, and another door that I was betting led to a walk-in closet. A built-in bank of cabinets along one wall included a small bar, and there was even a mini-refrigerator below it.