Chapter 19

[Thursday, June 26th, 1986]

I opened my eyes and found myself looking at another pair of eyes from about a foot away. I blinked a couple of times to clear the sleepiness away, and Kim smiled at me.

I said, “Good morning, my love. How did you sleep?”

She grinned and said, “Other than that very friendly wake-up call at 2 am, I slept fine. Why don’t you go use the bathroom then come back out here so I can thank you again for that. I enjoyed it very much.”

I said, “Yes, ma’am. I’ll be right back.”

With that mission accomplished, I left the bathroom and was surprised to find Kim standing naked next to the couch. Both she and the piece of furniture had their backs to me. It is probably an obvious thing to say, but of the two, Kim’s back held far more interest for me. She looked over her shoulder as I approached and said, “I couldn’t help but notice that the back of this couch is at a fascinating height, and looks quite sturdy. Don’t you agree?”

I smiled and said, “Now that you mention it, that does look sturdy. How very interesting.” I had come up behind her and was kissing her shoulder as my hands roamed down her sides. She pushed her backside into me a little firmer, and I reached around with one hand cupping a breast and the other caressing the small patch of red hair and her lips below that.

She had her hands resting on the back of the couch. I took my hand off her breast and ran it into her hair, sliding it up from the back of her neck. I gripped a handful of her copper tresses and turned her head so I could kiss her lips. I bit her bottom lip lightly as we broke apart, and my other hand found how wet she was below.

I asked her, “Tell me something, Kim. When did this idea about the couch first cross your mind?”

She trembled as I started rubbing her little button firmly. She cleared her throat and said, “When we first walked in yesterday. I saw it even before I noticed the bed, and I thought about this.”

I said, “Will you do something for me, my love?”

She said, “Anything.”

I told her, “I want you to keep your hands on the couch, but to take a step back from it and spread your feet to a little wider than your shoulders.”

As she did, I put a little pressure on her upper back and said, “Now rest your head between your hands.” She did as I asked.

I slid my hands down her back and over her beautiful rear end. I moved behind her and squatted down with a cheek firmly gripped in each hand. I started placing kisses and chewing slightly on the back of her upper thighs and on each cheek too. I began running my hands slowly all over her as I started exploring her pussy lips with my tongue.

Her legs began shaking as I focused on her little nub, and she soon cried out, and her knees started to buckle. I stood and wrapped an arm around her waist. I was quite hard and had been for quite a while. I pushed her forward until her hips met the back of the couch. I slid into her easily and bottomed out in one smooth thrust. Kim groaned and said, “God, yes.”

I pulled back and started a rhythm with my hands running over her back and onto her hips. Kim’s feet could just barely reach the ground if she was on the tips of her toes with the way she was positioned. With me working in and out of her, she had no chance. Her feet were swinging wildly in the air as she tried to get purchase and help as I really began pounding. I had switched to a firm grip on her hips and was soon working up a sweat.

Kim was being very vocal, telling me how much she liked what was happening. Her arms began flailing around at one point, and I could feel her coming around my cock. I reached forward and grabbed a handful of her hair with my left hand, and I wrapped my right over her shoulder. She managed to prop herself up on her arms with her hands gripping the cushions. I had a solid purchase between the two grips as I raced to the finish line and finally emptied inside her.

When Kim and I got untangled, she rolled forward and stretched out on the couch, and I moved around to sit with her. I brushed the hair from her face as I asked, “So, are you still fond of my caveman side after a ride like that?” Kim smiled and said, “I’m quite fond of him, and I’m even happier that you are the one in charge. I don’t know if I could do that all the time, but that ride sure was fun.”

I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. I sat on the edge of the tub and placed her on my lap. She reached over and turned on the hot water, then wrapped her arms back around me while we waited for it to get warm. I kissed her, and she responded with great enthusiasm. She said, “I love you so much. You are so perfect for me. I love how you can be gentle one moment and then strong and in-charge the next. You seem to know what I want, even more than I sometimes do. I’m so glad to have you in my life.”

After a little while, we noticed the steam in the room and got back to adjusting the temperature. We redirected the water up to the showerhead and climbed in. I spent quite a while working on Kim’s hair, she had a lot of it, and it took some effort. We both seemed to love when I massaged her scalp, working the lather up. She returned the favor for me just a little later. I had to kneel to give her a decent angle at it, but I had plenty to entertain myself with as she stood in front of me.

After we had both worked over all the exciting spots and rinsed off, I suggested we plug the drain and fill the tub. We both settled in, with Kim leaning her back against my chest. Kim adjusted the temp a little hotter as it filled up around us, and we both just soaked until the water started to cool, and we got out to start our day.

Kim and I made our way into the kitchen and found Amanda sitting in the small breakfast nook tucked in beside the doors out to the pool. She had a cup of coffee and was reading the paper. As we approached, she looked up and knowingly smiled at us. “Good morning, you two. Did you have a good night?”

Kim said, “We did, and we had an even better morning.” Amanda laughed and said, “Good for you. Are you guys still interested in hitting the golf course later this morning? We have a 10:30 tee time, and it’s almost 9 am now.”

I said, “I’d still like to do that. How about you, Red?”

She smiled and said, “Sure. I could use a bit to eat first, though. Let me scramble up some eggs for us. You did the cooking last time. Should I add some for you, Amanda?”

She said, “That sounds lovely. Thank you.”

Amanda helped us locate the pans and dishes, and I got some toast working as Kim began cracking the eggs into a bowl to scramble them. Kim added some cheese to the eggs when they were finishing, and we all enjoyed a quick and delicious breakfast. It only took a couple of minutes to wash everything afterward, and we all climbed back into the Bentley to head out to the golf course.

Rob showed up just as we were leaving. He had a crew of two guys in a pickup truck behind him. Amanda rolled down her window and spoke to him for a minute before we left. He told us that we could expect the forms to be in place before we got back and that he intended to get a pile of materials stacked up near the new deck’s site before he left for the day. It would all be taped off, and we should stay clear of the area.

We got to the golf course and spent a little time in the pro shop. I decided to invest in golf shoes and a unique sleeve of balls for each of us. I had played a fair bit of golf back when I was in the service and always enjoyed the game. Kim and I rented clubs for ourselves, Amanda’s were stored in a locker here at the club. We got two golf carts to use for the morning and made our way to the driving range. We bought three buckets of practice balls and situated ourselves to get some swings in.

Amanda and I gave Kim a few pointers initially, and then we all just focused on trying to get clean shots off for a while. Kim and I worked through most of the clubs in our bag. Amanda was exclusively concentrating on her drivers. As we neared our tee time, the three of us headed over to the starting area by the first hole to wait for our turn.

I suggested that we play ‘best ball’ to ensure we wouldn’t hold up any other golfers out on the course. Amanda just nodded, but Kim looked at me expectantly. I explained, “We will all hit our balls, but we’ll use whoever has the best shot as the place where we all will hit our next shot from. That way, we can move a little faster on the course. If you shank one off into the rough, we just pick it up and play from whoever’s shot was best, or just write it off as lost if we can’t find it. I think you’ll like it. There is no pressure that way.”

Kim said, “Sounds good to me.” The Starter, he’s like a gatekeeper for the course, gave us the ‘go-ahead’ signal, and we let Amanda go first. We had all decided to use the yellow tees since we were playing ‘best ball’ anyway. She hit a beautiful shot right down the middle of the fairway. I said, “Oh Yeah, you look like you’re terrible at this game.” She laughed, and Kim went next. Her shot was short of Amanda’s by about 30 yards, but right in the middle of the fairway too. We both congratulated her, and she was full of smiles.”

My shot hooked a little to the left but went past Amanda’s by a good 25 yards. It managed to stop about a yard from the edge of the fairway. We all got in our carts, and Amanda led us along the cart trail. I had Kim pick up her ball and then drove us to mine. I took my shot and ended up past the green and probably into a bunker on this short par 4. Kim got pretty close to the green, but Amanda got to within 10 feet of the hole with a beautiful shot.

I said, “Uh-huh, it’s hard to believe you keep embarrassing yourself playing this game so badly.”

Amanda gave me a cheeky grin and just put her club back in her bag. Kim and I got pretty close, but neither of us managed to sink the putt. Amanda had no trouble with draining it. The rest of the day played out similarly, with us using Amanda’s shots almost exclusively. We all had a good time, though, and it was a magnificent course. Without having to wait for any of us to struggle with the rough, we moved pretty quickly. We were often waiting for the group in front of us to finish.

The three of us spent the downtime chatting about many different things, including Rob. Not long after we started on the back nine holes, Kim prodded me to share the conversation I had with Rob, and I griped about it some but eventually gave in. I told her, “Amanda, that man would walk through fire for you. The only reason he hasn’t told you how he feels is that he truly finds himself unworthy of your affection. I don’t know why that is, but if you want to give him a real shot, you are going to have to find out from him.”

Amanda’s game suffered a little after that. She seemed to be a bit distracted. We still had a great time, and her skill shined through frequently enough to carry the way for us more often than not. When we finished, we turned in the carts and rental clubs, then stopped for lunch in the clubhouse.

Rob was still there when we got back to the house, though his crew seemed to have taken off. The concrete forms were set and staked out with lots of yellow tape warning us to keep clear. A large pile of wood was neatly stacked near the spot. Amanda took him aside, and they sat at the table by the grill. Kim made a tray with some iced tea in a pitcher, a couple of glasses of ice, and some cookies we found in a cabinet. I opened the door for her, and Kim called out, “You two looked thirsty, so I thought you should have this.”

Amanda thanked her, and we left them alone for quite a while after that. After about an hour, Kim and I stepped back out there briefly. I said, “Kim and I are going to do a little shopping for bathing suits today, and probably drive around for a while exploring the area. We enjoyed doing that so much on the way here that we promised ourselves to do some more of it. We just wanted to let you know not to expect us for dinner tonight.”

We waved from the doorway and made our way to the garage. After climbing into Kim’s car, we opened the garage and backed out. Kim had noticed a strip mall that included a shop that she wanted to visit for a suit, and we headed that direction.

I didn’t mind the mini fashion show Kim gave me as she tried on several types. She settled for two bikini-style suits, one in emerald green and the other one was solid black. I found a pair of trunks I could be happy with, and I paid for our purchases.

Kim drove us back in Amanda’s general direction, but we just kept working our way south until we could see the Long Island Sound. We found a road that seemed to parallel the coast and took our time traveling on it. The homes and scenery along the way were spectacular. We found a place to park and watch the waves caress the shore then stayed until the sun began to set.

As we worked back towards Amanda’s, I spotted a Dairy Queen, and we made do with sharing a plate of chicken fingers for dinner. We also shared a ‘Peanut Buster Parfait’ for dessert and were quite happy with our choices. Neither of us was in the mood for anything fancy.

We took our time and didn’t make it back to Amanda’s house until almost 9 pm. Ron’s truck was still there, and Kim couldn’t wipe the smile off her face as we made our way inside.

We found them holding hands in the kitchen, seated in the breakfast nook. Rob tried to pull his hand away, but Amanda clamped her other hand down on it and pulled it closer to herself. Kim said, “Hi guys, we had an excellent day. How about you two?”

Amanda said, “We’ve had an interesting evening too. You two won’t mind if the two of us leave you here tonight, would you? Rob and I want to spend a little time at his place. Isn’t that right, dear?”

Rob stammered, “Ah, yeah. I don’t really ... My place isn’t ... um yeah, sure, that’s fine, Amanda.”

I almost felt sorry for the guy. I was sure he’d be okay in the long run, though.

I told Amanda, “We will be gone most of the day tomorrow. I made plans earlier in the week to go to the track for the afternoon session with Sam. I figure we will probably be back in this area sometime between 5 and 6 pm.”

Amanda said, “Excellent. I should be hearing something definitive from my accountants tomorrow afternoon. Preliminary reports are looking very good for the Charity project we were discussing. I expect to have something we can look at over the weekend. We can talk about it further tomorrow night.”

I said, “That sounds great.”

Kim and I wished them well and headed for our bedroom. Kim called her mom to touch base, and she told Kim that things were going well at home. We passed along that we would be in the area tomorrow, and Claire asked Kim to swing by around noon if she could. We said we would, and Kim got off the phone.

Kim and I met in the middle of the bed and just snuggled together, and spent some time professing our mutual appreciation for each other. At one point, she rolled over and scooched back into me. I kissed the back of her neck and wrapped an arm over her. Her breathing soon evened out, and I followed her into sleep shortly afterward.

[Friday, June 27th, 1986]

When I woke in the morning, I had a handful of boob and a mouthful of hair. As gently as I could, I extracted myself from both and went to use the bathroom. Kim joined me there before I finished and got the shower going. When I stepped into the shower, she took my place on the commode, then joined me for a quick scrub. We washed each other’s backs, among other popular sites, and got ready for our day.

I was surprised to find Amanda in the kitchen, making many pancakes on her big griddle and singing to herself. Kim smiled and said, “Good morning, Amanda. We didn’t expect to see you before we got back later.”

Amanda said, “Rob wanted to get an early start on the deck this morning. He needed to direct his crews on a few other nearby jobs as well, so he dropped me off here and should be back shortly. Here, why don’t you two take these stacks, and I’ll just keep making a few more? We should have plenty.”

We did, and then Kim shooed me out with a cup of coffee while she got the dirt from Amanda. I walked out to look at the job site, and not much had been done yet. Soon Rob got pushed out the door too, but he had a tray loaded down with food and drink in his hands and made his way for the table.

He told me, “The girls kicked me out so they could do the clean-up, but I think gossip was more on the agenda than anything else.”

I joined him at the table and told him, “That would also be my bet. Hard to argue about it though, the food is first-rate, and I love the coffee.”

He smiled and agreed. I let him dig in, and we sat in companionable silence as he ate, and I sipped my coffee. I asked him when he expected the deck to be ready. He surprised me by saying that he had two crews joining him before lunch and fully expected to get it finished, if not wholly stained, before the night was over. They were going to call tonight if all went well and schedule the tub install for tomorrow.

After Rob finished eating, he grabbed the carafe and offered to top me up as well as pouring his own. I accepted, and we spent a little more time just looking out over the beautifully landscaped yard. Eventually, he said, “Got any advice for a stupid old man who’s in over his head?”

I said, “Not exactly, I do have a couple of questions for you, though.”

Rob said, “Fire away.”

I asked, “Do you reckon that lady is pretty intelligent? She’s made her way through this world pretty well so far, I’d say.”

Rob said, “She’s smart as a whip. She graduated top of her class from that college before she even got married. Made him wait until then, in fact. I remember hearing that story years before you were even born.”

I asked, “How many men would you say have been sniffing around her over the last twenty or so years, do you imagine?”