known?” He shrugged.
“Really? You weren’t aware you had these?” She asked in disbelief as she pointed to the large candles taking up his whole end table.
“Not at all but let’s light them .” He left her standing in the dark and went looking for a lighter.
He moved the couch so it was facing out the windows , allowing Callie to enjoy the storm.
“You know maybe some throw pillows and blankets would soften the place up a bit .” She figured he may not care but it was a suggestion.
“ Yea? Well I’ll keep it in mind for next time, but if you are cold I can grab a blanket in the guest room.” He came back with a blanket in tow. They sat on the couch watching the lightning and enjoying the sounds of the rain and thunder. They glanced back and forth at each other, flirting with each smile and glance.
Callie decided why not kiss him, he was right there and there wasn’t much else to do, they could talk but they do that all the time and she didn’t want to upset him by having him dig deeper in his past.
In one swift motion she moved the blanket and straddled his lap. He looked a bit shocked but smiled. He pulled her close; she hoped her breath didn’t smell like wine. That both sat there, waiting for the other to make the next move.
Her eyes darted from his hungry eyes to his slightly parted lips. He rubbed his thumbs along the outside of her thighs where his hands rested. Just when she couldn’t take it anymore h e quietly said, “Well you did make the first move.” Instantly his lips were on hers.
They kissed stopping to catch their breath or jump from the crackle of lightning. She stopped and asked if she was sleeping in the guest room. “You can sleep anywhere you want but I would like it if you slept in my bed,” he said while kissing down her neck. She thought about it and she wanted to sleep in his room. “Ok well your room sounds good. Also umm,” she couldn’t think straight while he was kissing her. She stopped him. “Look I really want to have sex with you tonight but I can’t think with you doing that to my neck, ok?” Since she had his lips smushed between her fingers, he nodded yes. “Ok so some rules I guess. You have to wear a condom obviously.” Before she could get another rule out, he grabbed her hand, jumped up and headed for his bedroom. “Ok got it,” he said en route to his bedroom. “Oh and no funny positions. I’m not trying to walk funny tomorrow,” she said as they were weaving through the apartment. “Sweetheart, if you don’t walk funny tomorrow, then I didn’t do my job.” They arrived at his bedroom.
“Maybe I should shower beforehand .” She stopped outside of his bedroom door.
“No your fine .”
“But I think…”
“Listen... the bathroom is over there if you want to get freshen up or whatever but trust me, it will be fine. No one says you have to do this. You can always change your mind.” His hands were on each side of her face and she knew it would be fine, actually she was hoping for more than fine.
They proceeded into his bedroom. He shut the door and locked it. “You’re sure you’re ok?” He asked her a few times. She was nervous but nothing was going to stop her. He started to undress her. He laughed when it was her turn and she tried to fold his shirt saying it was rude to throw it on the floor. He could tell she was feeling self-conscious. When she was in just her bra and underwear he told her to stand in front of a mirror, this was a slight argument but she gave in. She was more comfortable with her body than she had ever been, but still wasn’t 100 percent satisfied with it. Standing directly behind her, he asked what she didn’t like about her body and in returned he told her exactly why he liked her body. She didn’t like her thick thighs but he couldn’t wait to feel them wrapped around him. She didn’t like her love handles and he loved that there was, as he put it, something to hold on to. He pressed his lips
“Really? You weren’t aware you had these?” She asked in disbelief as she pointed to the large candles taking up his whole end table.
“Not at all but let’s light them .” He left her standing in the dark and went looking for a lighter.
He moved the couch so it was facing out the windows , allowing Callie to enjoy the storm.
“You know maybe some throw pillows and blankets would soften the place up a bit .” She figured he may not care but it was a suggestion.
“ Yea? Well I’ll keep it in mind for next time, but if you are cold I can grab a blanket in the guest room.” He came back with a blanket in tow. They sat on the couch watching the lightning and enjoying the sounds of the rain and thunder. They glanced back and forth at each other, flirting with each smile and glance.
Callie decided why not kiss him, he was right there and there wasn’t much else to do, they could talk but they do that all the time and she didn’t want to upset him by having him dig deeper in his past.
In one swift motion she moved the blanket and straddled his lap. He looked a bit shocked but smiled. He pulled her close; she hoped her breath didn’t smell like wine. That both sat there, waiting for the other to make the next move.
Her eyes darted from his hungry eyes to his slightly parted lips. He rubbed his thumbs along the outside of her thighs where his hands rested. Just when she couldn’t take it anymore h e quietly said, “Well you did make the first move.” Instantly his lips were on hers.
They kissed stopping to catch their breath or jump from the crackle of lightning. She stopped and asked if she was sleeping in the guest room. “You can sleep anywhere you want but I would like it if you slept in my bed,” he said while kissing down her neck. She thought about it and she wanted to sleep in his room. “Ok well your room sounds good. Also umm,” she couldn’t think straight while he was kissing her. She stopped him. “Look I really want to have sex with you tonight but I can’t think with you doing that to my neck, ok?” Since she had his lips smushed between her fingers, he nodded yes. “Ok so some rules I guess. You have to wear a condom obviously.” Before she could get another rule out, he grabbed her hand, jumped up and headed for his bedroom. “Ok got it,” he said en route to his bedroom. “Oh and no funny positions. I’m not trying to walk funny tomorrow,” she said as they were weaving through the apartment. “Sweetheart, if you don’t walk funny tomorrow, then I didn’t do my job.” They arrived at his bedroom.
“Maybe I should shower beforehand .” She stopped outside of his bedroom door.
“No your fine .”
“But I think…”
“Listen... the bathroom is over there if you want to get freshen up or whatever but trust me, it will be fine. No one says you have to do this. You can always change your mind.” His hands were on each side of her face and she knew it would be fine, actually she was hoping for more than fine.
They proceeded into his bedroom. He shut the door and locked it. “You’re sure you’re ok?” He asked her a few times. She was nervous but nothing was going to stop her. He started to undress her. He laughed when it was her turn and she tried to fold his shirt saying it was rude to throw it on the floor. He could tell she was feeling self-conscious. When she was in just her bra and underwear he told her to stand in front of a mirror, this was a slight argument but she gave in. She was more comfortable with her body than she had ever been, but still wasn’t 100 percent satisfied with it. Standing directly behind her, he asked what she didn’t like about her body and in returned he told her exactly why he liked her body. She didn’t like her thick thighs but he couldn’t wait to feel them wrapped around him. She didn’t like her love handles and he loved that there was, as he put it, something to hold on to. He pressed his lips
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