She looked up at me like she was too nervous to answer. But she finally did.
“Yes we did,” was all she said as my mother dragged her off to the kitchen.
I assume to help finish cooking dinner. I hope that she doesn’t mind. I wanted to spend the whole evening with her, but I do love the fact that mom likes her; and that she likes mom. You really can’t ask for more.
“So when are you going to ask her, Son,” my dad says to me as he pats me on my back.
I turn looking at him, not knowing what he is talking about.
“What do you mean, Dad?”
“Son, don’t give me that. I’ve seen how you look at her. It’s the same way that I look at your mother. I know that look. You love her,” my father says to me with a look of strength, and fatherly love.
Do I? Do I really love her? She is perfect for me. Her smile lights up a room. She makes my heart thump whenever I think about her. When she’s not around me I can’t help but worry if she’s alright. Damn right I love her. I want her to be mine forever. I just have to get her to admit that she loves me too.
“I don’t know Dad. But I do love her. I just don’t know if she loves me too,” I say.
“Oh son please. That woman has always looked at you with such love. I’m surprised that you haven’t already noticed it.”
“What? Since when?”
“Oh how about since the first day you came home. I saw the two of you in the pool; and when she left dinner to go with you. She looked like someone who was totally devoted to you and that was the first day. I know that you guys are trying to take things slow seeing how that first day ended; but Son hear me when I say, don’t wait too long. A beautiful woman like that will catch someone’s eye sooner or later,” he says with a knowing smile on his face.
“Dad,” I start to say, but I stopped before I finished when My Sunshine walked back into the room.
“Dinners ready guys,” she says then flits her way back into the kitchen.
Then her and mom starts bringing out dinner. It looked like a dressed salad, lasagna, and rolls.
My Dad leans over and whispers to me, “Hey what was that Sunshine stuff about?”
I grin like an idiot and say, “Its nothing. She just reminds me of sunshine on a nice warm day. Plus it is a little weird calling her Ryan in certain situations.”
“Really, what situations,” my Dad says beaming and wiggling his eyebrows, fully knowing what situations that I’m talking about.
“Sit down guys,” my mom says motioning towards the table.
Dad and I sit down. I sat next to Sunshine and Dad sat next to mom. They were sitting directly across from us. At first we all were quiet as we dished out the food and started eating.
“So Sunshine how is everything going for you these days,” my Dad asked Ryan.
“Sunshine. Oh Ryan now your Dad’s calling me that,” she says blushing something fierce, then putting her head in her hands.
“Stop messing with her Darling. Sweetheart don’t fret. I love the name Sunshine. Honestly I’d love to call you that also. It’d be a lot better for all of us to start calling you that. So we don’t get confused by calling the both of you guys Ryan,” my mom says.
Sunshine’s head snaps up and looks at me with pleading eyes then at my mom. Who was looking at her with a strong and comforting look.
“It’s fine Mrs. Callahan. I’m just not used to all the um, oh never mind,” she says taking a bite of lasagna.
“Remember I told you to call me Marissa. Don’t worry about the rest.”
Sunshine didn’t say anything. She just continued eating and so did the rest of us. Having her sitting here next to me was so hard. I want to feel her soft sweet skin under mine. So without asking I reach my hand under the table and slide my hand onto her thick thigh. She gasps and looks at me.
“What are you doing,” she asks in a slow low tone.
Its a sexy tone that I want to hear more of.
“Sunshine, I couldn’t help myself. I had to feel your soft skin. I’ve been dying to touch you. I know you’ve been wanting to go slow with us, but Honey you’re killing me. I need you next to me like now,” I say squeezing her thigh.
“Now,” she stutters.
“Yes, now,” I say curling my finger around her trembling thigh.
Her eyes close and she moans, leaning into me.
“Ok,” she breaths.
“Mom and Dad, dinner was amazing; but Sunshine and I are going to retire for the rest of the evening,” I say helping a shy Sunshine up from the table and up out the room.
She gave my parents a quick nod and thank you, as we walked out of the dining room door. I lead her up the stairs and back to the back of the house and into my room, locking the door behind us.
Turning to her I say, “Are you sure about this? As much as I want to feel you next to me, I don’t want to rush you.”
I snaked my hand into her hair and bring her into my chest. Then I kiss slowly down the side of her neck; nibbling all the way down to her shoulder.
“Ryan, please. I need you,” she cries.
“Tell me what you need from me. Tell me what you want me to do to this sweet body of yours,” I groan.
She is shaking underneath me as I walk us over to the bed, and lay her down gently. She seemed a little stiff, so I warm her up by kissing one of her palms then the other. Then I kiss down her wrist and arm.
“Can I take this off,” I say tugging on the bottom of her dress.
She barely looks up at me and she nods yes. So I carefully slide the dress up and over her head.
“Damn Sunshine. You wore this for me,” I say running my hands along her red lace bra and panties.
“Yes,” she says squirming as I rub her over her panties.
I could feel she was already wet and ready for me.
“Did you wear this cause you thought we were going to hook up; or is it that you wanted me to rip them off of you,” I say grabbing ahold of her panties and yanking them to the side.
Then I rub her tender bud, waiting for her to open for me. When she finally does, I take over and rip her panties from her body.
She gasps, “Ryan.”
I respond to her by sliding two fingers inside her tight wet pussy. She moans and grinds into my hand. As I slowly move my hand in and out of her, teasing her to climax, I start to feel her tighten around my hand; and her breathing speeds up. She grabs my arm and cries.
“Ryan please. Please don’t make me wait any longer.”
I didn’t expect her to say that, but I’m happy she did. I continued to flick her bud as she inched toward her climax; and I swiftly took off my pants and boxers as I did so. Never letting my hand leave her body. As I released my hardness from my pants, her eyes got wide and her mouth hung open.
She looked up at me, then down at my dick, then back up at me.
“I don’t think that can fit inside me. Your so hard and big,” she says reaching down and grabbing my dick, slowly stroking me.
Only stopping to flick her finger over my dripping slit.
“Damn, baby you’re going to have me come undone doing that.”
She quickly snatched her hands away and says, “I’m so sorry. I was just amazed at how large you were.”
“Don’t be sorry. I love how your small warm hands feel on me. Its just you have me so wound up, that I feel like I’m about to explode.”
“Oh,” she replies.
“So tell me Sunshine, are you scared of this,” I say as I rub my thickness over her tender sex.
She arched her body into and groaned, “No. I want it. I want you inside me. Please.”
“Oh Honey you don’t have to say please. You can have me anytime you want,” I say and push the tip of myself inside her.
I could feel her innocence stretch around me. Just that thought alone has me wanting to quickly bury all I have deep inside her. But I don’t want to hurt her too much so I ease myself into her. Slowly breaking that last barrier she h
ad with me. She gasped and bit down on my chest at the pain.
“I’m sorry for hurting you baby. Do you want me to stop,” I ask holding as still as I possibly could.
“Don’t stop,” she breathed into my chest.
That was all the incentive I needed to keep going. I at first slowly moved in her. I felt her grip tighten on my arms, and her nails dig into my skin. She moaned; more like groaned every time I moved even an inch. I know I probably should have stopped and asked her if I was hurting her. I damn near did, but when she began to move underneath me and make the most delicious noises. I couldn’t help but speed up and seek my release.
When her legs wrapped around me tight and she clawed at my back, I knew she was close. And I knew I was going to be done soon. I kissed her sweet lips and stroked her tight wet pussy until I felt my leg start to twitch and heat beginning to build up in my groin.
“Baby, I’m about to come,” I grunt as grab her hips and begin to ram my hardness into her.
She let out soft huffs of breath at my forcefulness but she never complained.
“Ryan, I love you,” she screamed as she her pussy tightened around me and she came.
I probably should be freaked out and run at her admission to me, but I wasn’t freaked out at all. All I felt was pure passion and some of the same emotion for her. I thought that this amazing woman was writhing underneath me, that she gave herself to me first, that she said she loved me, had me ready to explode. After two more strokes I did just that. I buried myself deep inside her and let my hot seed spill into her.
“Yessss,” I groaned and collapsed on top of her.
I didn’t move and neither did she. But I knew I was too heavy for her when she let out a deep breath.
I moan and rolled off of her.
“Sunshine, I’m sorry if I hurt you. It will be much better next time.”
“Ryan baby, if next time feels any better then that I think I might die and go to Heaven; because baby that was more perfect than I ever dreamed it would be,” she says smiling over at me.
“You sure know how to make a man feel special.”
“Its funny you said that, because that was exactly what I was thinking.”
Chapter 7 (Sunshine)
I never knew that it could be like that between a man and a woman, I think as I smile and let my hand touch my face where Ryan had kissed last night. That first time we had sex blew my mind. Although he kept apologizing for how rough he thought he was with me, I felt like he was so gentle with me. He made me feel like a princess. Every touch of his sent chills through my body; and the next two times that night after that were even better. He did things to my body that I’d be ashamed to speak of to anyone else. He was strong and attentive; and I am in love with him. I just hope he feels the same way about me. I mean its been almost three months since the first time we were together intimately, and he has always been so thoughtful of my feelings. He would come and take me to lunch or bring me lunch to work. He would spend me gifts; like flowers, chocolates, and jewelry. So I had a feeling of how he felt about me. He just never said it.
“Hello Sunshine, can you go get a stack of the yellow files for me,” Mrs. Callahan asked?
“Of course, I can,” I said.
She smiled then walked to her office.
I quickly grabbed a stack of the files from behind me and walked them back to her.
“Here you go,” I say walking into her open office door and placing them on her desk.
“So how are things going with you and Ryan,” she asks?
I blush deep to my roots because all I could think about was Ryan kissing and touching me; and I know that I couldn’t tell her anything about that.
“Oh we are fine. Actually he is supposed to come and take me out to lunch later,” I say grinning, and thinking how much I missed him.
How much I was looking forward to seeing him today. My clit started twitching at the thought of him.
As much as I was enjoying how warm he made me feel, I started to get a sick, nauseating feeling in my stomach.
“Oh no,” I say clutching my stomach.
Mrs Callahan rushed to my side then asked, “Honey whats wrong?”
“I think I’m about to be sick,” is all I could say before the vomit started overflowing from my mouth.
I barely made it to the wastebasket before it shot from my mouth.
Mrs. Callahan was there beside me holding my hair back as I emptied my stomach.
“I’m sorry for messing up your office,” I say sheepishly as I stand up and smooth myself out.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll get maintenance up here to clean this up in no time,” she said motioning to the floor as she squeezed my shoulder gently.
I nod, but I look around at the mess I made and I still felt guilty.
“Darling, can I ask you something?”
“Yes, you may,” I say eyeing her, curiously cause I’m not knowing what it could be.
“How long have you been feeling sick like this?”
“I don’t know. Maybe a couple times a week. I think that I must be allergic to something, because its not all the time,” I say sitting back on my heels.
“Um huh,” she says nodding to herself. Her hand goes up to her forehead like she was thinking hard about something.
“What? What is it,” I ask; starting to get nervous at the look on her face.
“Well I was thinking that you may be pregnant?”
“No, I can’t be,” I gasp.
She wraps her arm around my waist and looks my in the eye and says, “Yes. I think we should go to that pharmacy a few doors down and get a test.”
I swayed where I stood. Her grip tightened on me and she helped me sit down in a chair.
She was saying something to me, but I couldn’t quite hear her. All I could think about was me being pregnant and how Ryan was going to react. He has never said he wanted anything permanent with me. We have just been enjoying each others company. How could he possibly be happy about me being pregnant. Oh how stupid I have been. First for giving my body to someone and not being married to them, two for maybe being pregnant and not married, and three for being deeply in love with someone who I don’t know if he wants to marry me or not. I don’t know what I’m going to do if he isn’t happy about this.
I begin bawling out of control. I was sobbing so loud and hard that I didn’t even know that Mrs. Callahan had left and came back, until I felt her hands touch my legs. I look up and she was kneeling down in front of me and looking up at me all scared and concerned.
“It will be ok,” she says trying to soothe me.
“No it won’t. I’m pregnant and unmarried. I feel so ashamed,” I say crying into her shoulder.
“You don’t even know if your pregnant yet. So stop worrying so much, and go take this test,” she says holding up a small gray plastic bag.
I at first looked at the bag like it was going explode, or grow feet and walk away. But finally I grab the bag from her hands as she ushered me into the bathroom that was in her office. After she set me up in there, she kissed my forehead and told me that she would be right outside. Then she walked out, closing the door behind her.
My hands shook something terrible as I tried to wrestle the pregnancy test out of the bag. Finally getting it free, I opened the box and took everything thing out, set it up on the counter, and then I read the directions. When I was satisfied that I knew how to take it properly, I peed on the little stick; then I sat it up on the counter as I waited. The directions said to wait three minutes or so before the test was done. So I did everything that I could to keep myself from stressing over it. I washed and re-washed my hands. I fixed my nonexistant makeup more than once. I brushed my hair up into a tight bun, only to take it back down and shake my hair out; causing it to flow freely down my back. After all the fiddling around, I look at my watch and see that 10 minutes have passed.
“If the test isn’t done now, I don’t think it will ever be,” I say to my
self as I creep over to the test, picking it up.
I see two pink lines and immediately collapse into the toilet seat and start crying all over again. Oh no, pregnant! I can’t be pregnant. What am I going to do? What am I going to do?
I sat there rocking back and forth crying for what seemed like forever. I ultimately got myself together, cleaned up all the remnants of my test taking from the bathroom, then peered out of the bathroom so I could tell Mrs. Callahan the good news. But to my surprise she wasn’t in the office. I was almost hurt that she wasn’t there, but then I realized that I took so long to take the test that she probably had to run somewhere to take care of a few things for work. So I carefully walk back out to my desk and slide down in my seat. I looked around feeling extra nervous. Like everyone knew what my secret was and were laughing at me. I was momentarily brought out of my pity party by the phone ringing.
Ring Ring Ring
“Callahan & Callahan, how may I help you today,” I say answering the phone.
“Sunshine Honey, its me Marissa. Sorry I had to run out for a brief second. My husband needed me to pick up something for him.”
“Its ok. I figured it was something like that,” I answered.
“So are you going to tell me that what the test said,” she said excitedly.
I peek around my area and see no one is around to hear what I’m about to say.
“Well the test said that I was pregnant.”
“Really! Oh Honey I’m so happy for you. I’m so happy for my son. Are you going to tell him when he comes for lunch today?”
“No no. I can’t tell him. He is going to be so upset with me,” I cry into the phone.
“No he’s not. I know my son, and he loves you. Just tell him. I’m sure that he will be just as happy as we are,” she proclaims.
“I don’t know. I mean it was only a few times that we were together like that. Will he truly be ok with it? Or will he hate me for keeping this from him when I finally do tell him,” I ask?
“It will be ok. Just talk to him,” she says comforting me.
“You’re right. He has the right to know what my secret is.”
“Call me after you guys have lunch and tell me how things went. Don’t forget that I love you Honey.”
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