“I think that is the case. You’re the only person I want fixing me, and I’d be honored to fix you,” he replied.
At that moment, Denise realized this was like one of her romance novels. The way they looked at each other, the stillness of the night, the way it almost felt like dramatic music would play in the background, everything was perfect. Charles felt the same way, and suddenly, after realizing what he wanted, he moved closer to her, their lips just barely grazing one another. The kiss they shared at that moment was different. It was amazing, and as they did so, it felt like the start of something new. The new feelings were being discovered, all of this changing both of them for the better, and for Charles, this was the start of something new, the start of old feelings being put away, replaced by a new adventure with this woman.
Chapter Eight
The kiss between them was different from what Charles has experienced before. This felt like a new adventure, and as Charles kissed her, he relished in the feeling of this woman against him. He took it slow, just staying like that for what seemed to be hours, but was just a few minutes. He then pressed his lips a bit harder to hers, kissing her with a passion that started to eke out. She was inexperienced, that’s for sure, but as she felt him against her, she began to do the same thing, kissing him back without any stops or worries. The two of them shared a passionate moment together, letting their lips touch one another’s, and for a long time, they just stayed like this. However, Denise got a little curious.
She was the one to make the first move, pressing her tongue to his lips. Charles was shocked she even wanted to do that, but he quickly opened his mouth, allowing her wet muscle into his orifice. The two of them made out for a while, testing the waters and one another to see if this was what they wanted. However, it was obvious they did want this, resting against one another, their tongues languidly moving and touching against the other’s. For Denise, this felt magical, and in a sense, his kiss was making her feel almost drunk in a way, a feeling that made her want to explore even more with him.
After a while, he pressed his tongue into her mouth, exploring the area. It was nice, and feeling her eagerly respond to him was a bonus. Charles enjoyed feeling her moan against his lips, the soft sounds almost intoxicating to him. He then grabbed her, picking her up, not breaking contact with her whatsoever. He pulled her into the room, noticing the small futon in the corner, and as he put her down, he hovered over her, looking at her dead in the eyes.
He wanted to make sure this was okay. He didn’t want to scare her off, but when he looked at Denise, he could feel the spark there.
“I want to continue,” she said, finally giving him the okay to do what he wanted.
He proceeded to move his lips against her ear, lightly licking the shell of it with the smallest strokes. He remembered that his late wife enjoyed that, and Denise was no exception. She cried out, clinging to him and moaning as he did it again. He then moved down her body, peppering small, sensual kisses against her jawline. As he did that, he made is way down her neck, touching the flesh thee with his lips.
The smallest touches were already setting Denise off. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was, and even with him just barely pressing his lips there, she was already beginning to lose it. He began to press his lips there a bit harder, causing her to let out a breathy moan of anticipation, clinging to the mattress there and holding it as he pressed his tongue up her neck. He nibbled at the area between her neck and shoulder blade, and that alone was enough to make her feel like she was going mad.
He moved his lips downwards after teasing that area a bit more. Oh, how he wanted to leave a mark there for her to remember him by, but he knew that doing that could end up arousing suspicion. He didn’t want to scare her off, nor did he want anyone to get mad. He proceeded to kiss down her body until he got to the hem of her dress.
This was the next challenge. She’d never shown anyone her naked breasts before, besides the doctor of course. But when he touched against there, she blushed, realizing where this was going. Would she do it? She didn’t know for sure, but when she looked into his eyes, she saw one thing that helped with her decision.
Trust. She trusted him, and he promised with that look alone that he would take care of her and be gentle. She nodded, giving him her consent to continue his. Charles moved his hands to the back of the dress, undoing the simple clasp and the zipper there, pulling it off her body.
She didn’t wear a bra underneath, and soon, her full D-cup breasts spilled out from the confines. He marveled at the sight of them, realizing they were bigger than he expected. She knew that she had breasts, but he never thought they would be so full and beautiful. Her nipples were pink and hardened, and it was all he could do not to completely ruin her at that moment. He would love to get a bit rougher with her, but at the same time, he didn’t want to ruin it.
However, as he touched the orbs, she blushed, feeling aroused by the slightest touch. She didn’t expect this to feel as good as it did, but as he lightly touched them, she shivered, crying out loud as he did this. She loved it, and he seemed to enjoy it as well. Charles let his hands moved towards the tip of her nipples, letting his hands just barely touch the edge. She whimpered, crying out loud as he did this. He smiled, watching as she started to cry out with each touch.
She was gorgeous, and hearing her make these noises as he played with her nipples was music to his ears. The first touch didn’t do much, but as he began to let his fingers rub against there, palming and teasing the nipples until they became full and erect, he knew this was the right thing to do. He could see it in her eyes, the need that seemed to seep out of her. He loved seeing her like this, and honestly, it was a different face from the one Ellen used. Hers was more innocent, more appreciative, and much happier than his late wife, which made it even better. He gently touched the edges of her nipples, pressing against there, pinching the tips a couple of times before he moved his lips to the tip of her right nipple. He licked it slightly, watching as the nub hardened against his lips. He started to lick and suck against the area, watching as she let out a small moan of contentment, shivering as he did this. He loved seeing her like this, and as he continued to fondle her breasts, letting his lips move and tease the area. Denise gripped the sheets, feeling the sensation of this roam through her body. Normally she didn’t touch herself like this, but feeling him do this to her was making her change. She wanted more, and when he pinched her as he sucked on the other nipple, she tensed up, crying out loud in pleasure as he began to press harder against there.
He slipped away, looking at Denise with a glance. He wanted to know if it was okay. Denise nodded, flushing as he kissed down her stomach, peppering small touches until he got to where the hem of her thong was. Denise blushed as she saw him look up at her, his eyes almost pleading to continue.
Denise nodded, bracing herself for what was next. She was about to let a man see her for who she was. He slipped her thong off, revealing a trail of brown curls. Her trimmed pussy laid there for him to behold. He licked his lips, looking up at her with a look of anticipation. Denise nodded slightly, allowing the man to spread her apart, letting his tongue snake out and explore her folds.
She shivered as she felt him there, teasing and tantalizing her every nerve down there. He dipped his tongue to her clit, pressing against here and swirling his tongue about. She groaned, feeling the stimulation start to slick her up. She wanted more. She desired more from this man, and she knew that he was enjoying this as well. Charles loved the taste. It was something he forgot about, and now that he remembered it, he wanted more.
He began to press is tongue up there, encircling her clit and pressing against there while he moved a finger up to her entrance, sliding it into the slick heat. She moaned at his touch, making him smile, but no before pressing his digit in and out of her softly. Denise cried out at the sudden intrusion, unsure of what to do other than to sit there and indulge in the feeling this man bestowed upon her. She felt him press in and
out of her faster and faster, and soon, she tensed up, feeling him add another finger to the foray.
She was tight. He didn’t remember Ellen being like this, but he welcomed the sensation, pushing his digits in and out and scissoring them against the area. Denise groaned with every movement, loving the way the man filled her like this. He got in a bit deeper, hitting a spot that caused her slight discomfort. He moaned, and then, he pushed the finger out. He slid a third finger in, stretching her out once more, using his tongue to help her relax.
Denise was getting close. She wanted him, and she wanted it badly. She grabbed his hand, looking up at him with a look of need.
“Please. I want you inside of me,” she said, her voice begging for more.
He looked at her, shock settling in, but then, he smiled, giving her a chaste kiss.
“But of course,” he purred in her ear. He slid back spreading her apart, grasping the fly on his pants and sliding it off along with the button. Within moments, his exposed member was soon pulled out, throbbing and ready for her.
She gasped at the sight. He was huge! She didn’t know if she could take this, but upon looking at Charles in fear, he smiled. She could trust him. She just knew it. He pushed himself into her, and soon, she cried out, feeling him stretch her apart. He was bigger than she imagined, but after the initial reach, and the ensuing scream that followed, she soon felt a calmness flood through her body.
This felt nice. It was a union she never got to experience before. He began to rock himself in and out of her, taking it slow as she clung to him, crying out in little pants and moans with each thrust. She loved it. She wanted more, but of course, she knew it had to build up to that. He didn’t want to hurt her or make it too rough for her. He continued to increase the pace, hearing those delicious noises from her with every move. They were close. With her clinging to him and the welcoming heat of her pussy, Charles knew he was close.
After a few more thrusts, he lightly pressed against her clit, rubbing it in gentle circles as he began to penetrate her faster and faster. Suddenly, Denise clung to him, screaming out loud as she felt everything go white. Her body arched, her hips bucking, and soon, her pussy tightened around him, making him groan.
She came hard against him without any second thoughts. She loved this, and soon, before she knew it, he then pulsated within her, groaning as he came inside of her. His white seed filled her up, the heat welcoming and warm to the touch. It was perfect, simply perfect, and soon, he pulled away.
Both of them didn’t know what to say. It was a magical moment for both, a moment they both wanted to enjoy once again. But with the overwhelming sensation of their orgasm, it was certainly almost too amazing for words. However, Denise finally spoke, blushing as she uttered the words she strove to say.
“That was…wow,” she said to him.
“Sure was,” Charles replied, stroking her hair.
“What now though? I mean, do you…really want this?” she asked him with a flush.
It was his turn to look away, the awkwardness of the situation making him realize the truth. He pined for her, needed her, and in truth, he wanted nothing more than to say what he wanted to say.
“You don’t know how much I want this. I want to see if this will work. I’m nervous, but I also have a feeling it will go right. I have faith in us, faith in our feelings, and faith in what we shared here,” Charles replied.
Denise listened, and for the first time ever, she trusted a guy. Normally, she never pushed something like this, but it was obvious that with the way Charles looked at her, and the way their relationship was now, it was only the beginning of something more.
“I want this too. Let’s make it work,” she said to him. Denise had a feeling though that this was the beginning of something more. The two of them cuddled for what seemed to be forever, indulging in the feeling of the other’s warmth. For Denise, she had a feeling this would get better, but little did she know that this night of passion would change her forever.
Chapter Nine
About two weeks passed since the night they made love, and for both Charles and Denise, everything was different. The little touches in the office became long, almost intimate sorts of reactions to the other. They knew what they wanted, but they were scared, scared of what could happen next. Denise continued to do her job, but every now and then, she started to feel sick.
The initial feeling was supposedly just her imagination. She wasn’t coming down with something, right? However, it soon happened again, and before she knew it, she was in the bathroom vomiting like crazy. After she was done, she felt another bout of sickness come from this.
“What is going on?” she muttered to herself. Denise wondered if she should tell Charles about this. She figured maybe letting him know she was sick might be the right course of action. But then again, maybe she was overthinking it.
However, it happened again the next day. She vomited once more, same time and almost in the same place. Only this time, it felt worse. She felt as if she was going to die every single moment she retched, and for some reason, she was throwing up, even when there was nothing left. The dry heaving made her feel worse, and Denise started to grow worried.
“What the hell is going on?” she muttered to herself.
After that bout, she went back to the office, where Charles sat.
“Are you okay? I’ve noticed you’ve spent a lot more time in the bathroom recently,” he asked.
“I’m fine. By the way, is the company doing better?” she asked. She wondered if her hard work was all in vain, or if there was something good happening with it.
“It’s actually going quite well. Stocks are up by quite a lot, and I feel like everything is falling into place. I just hope nothing sudden happens,” he said.
“Right. Same here,” she replied.
Charles looked at her, and she felt like he was looking into her soul as his gaze continued to affix on her.
“Are you sure you’re okay? You look quite ill,” he said pointedly.
Shit. Was it that obvious? She began to smile, pushing her hand through her hair and giggling.
“I’m totally fine. I’m pretty great, what about you?” she asked.
“Just fine. Honestly, I’ve been way better since that night. This is the first time I’ve been comfortable with a woman in ages, and I’m glad that I have you,” he admitted.
The tension in the room grew suddenly, and Denise wondered if she was about to bite off more than she could chew. She nodded, looking at him.
“Right. Same here. I mean, I’d love to go out again if you wanted to,” she said.
“I’m game. You want to head somewhere this weekend?”
“Sure. I’d like that,” she replied.
It was a date, and Denise felt a wave of excitement roam through her. There was something about him that made her wonder just how far this could go. How far would they be able to take it?
But of course, as soon as he left, she raced to the bathroom again, throwing up. Over the next few days, it continued, and Denise began to wonder. Was she pregnant? Or was this just some sort of stomach bug?
But then, another telltale sign showed up. It was when she and Charles went out to dinner that night. It was to some Korean restaurant, and immediately, Denise decided on something.
“I want this,” she said. It was some very strange Korean dish, and when the waitress looked at her, she thought Denise had three heads.
“Are you sure? Most people don’t like that one,” she said.
“I want it. And put some red pepper flakes on top please,” she said. Her body way craving this, almost like it had a need for it, and Charles looked at her quizzically as it all went down.
“Are you sure you’re alright? This is the first time I’ve seen you want something such as that,” he said pointedly.
“Oh, I’m great. Totally fine.”
However, her stomach threw it up immediately after that. She played it off as she needed to spend more time i
n the bathroom, but after they had sex and she went home for the night, she began to wonder. If she was pregnant, what the hell was she going to do?
Did he want children? She didn’t think so, because he was older and still didn’t have one. It worried her, and she didn’t even know what to do. However, the net day, much to her dismay, she went to the pharmacy. She made sure Steve, and none of the other guys were around, and finally, she grabbed one. She raced to the bathroom, opening the contents and taking the test.
“Oh fuck,” she said, looking at the line. Sure enough, the indicator was there, the line completely obvious. She was pregnant, and it was his kid.
A whole slew of worry rushed through her. She couldn’t have a kid. She’s never had a steady boyfriend until now! She didn’t think she could get pregnant the first time, but here she was. Her body was acting like this for that reason, and she didn’t even know if she could keep it.
“Holy shit. What do I do?”
Chapter Ten
Charles noticed that she was acting weird recently, and he wanted to know why. Denise was throwing up a lot, her body lethargic almost all the time. Even when they had sex, Denise just wasn’t as into it as she was before. Something happened, and he wanted to know what.
But what should he ask? Should he be upfront with her, saying that he knew all about what was going on, hoping to get an answer? She didn’t seem like the type to like that, and she might lash out. However, with every moment he was around her, the need grew.
Finally, the Tuesday after they went out on a date, Charles decided to ask. It was after hours so he could stay here if he wanted. He knocked at the door, hearing Denise’s voice before marching in.
“It’s me,” he said.
“I know. What’s up?” she asked.
“I wanted to talk to you. About us. Something is going on, and I’m quite worried about you,” he stated.
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