by Alison Mello
The sun is starting to set, providing us with a little more privacy. He lifts my shirt revealing my white-and-pink bra. He smiles down at me as he removes one of my breasts from the cup of my bra. Still looking me in the eye, he sucks my nipple into his mouth and rolls his tongue over it. I bite my lip as waves of pleasure shoot through my body.
My hips start to grind against his hard cock. My hands are rubbing all over the ridges of his muscular back and chest. I’m not sure what’s gotten me so brave since we’ve both only been drinking water, but I slip my hand down the front of his body until I find his cock straining in his shorts. At the same time, his hand has slid down into my capris.
He growls when I give him a gentle squeeze, and he kisses his way back up my neck to my lips. My hips jerk up when he finds my clit, and I’m moaning into his mouth as he works my hardened nub. I can’t believe he’s driving me so wild with just the touch of his hand but it feels so good. He presses his forehead to mine. “You ready to explode, sweet pea?” He presses a bit harder and my breathing picks up, but I never answer. I simply close my eyes and enjoy the pleasure he’s providing me, but he wants to hear it. He whispers in my ear, “Tell me you want it.”
I moan out, “I want it.”
Nibbling on my earlobe, he presses against my clit, rolling it around between his fingers. It’s enough to send me over the edge. I’m about to scream his name, but his mouth crashes down on mine to dull the noise as he continues working my clit while I ride out my orgasm.
He slips his hands from my shorts and begins licking his fingers clean of my juices. “You’re such a sweet treat, I can’t wait to taste more of you.”
I giggle at the face he’s making. It’s like he just had the world’s best peach cobbler and he’s now in heaven.
“Yeah, well, I’m about to find out what a sweet treat you are.” I roll him onto his back. I unbutton his shorts, gently wrapping my fingers around his length as I pull him free, slowly stroking him while licking my lips. He closes his eyes and I press my tongue to the tip of his cock, removing the bead of cum before I suck his mushroom tip into my mouth. He sucks in a deep breath as I continue to work him between my lips. His fingers run through my hair as his hips start to roll. I moan around his cock. I like the feeling of his fingers pulling slightly on my hair as I suck him off.
“Fuck, Kenzie, I’m going to come.”
I grip his balls, massaging them as I continue taking as much of his length as I can. His hands tighten in my hair, holding me still while spurts of warm cum slip down my throat. I continue sucking until I’m sure I have every last drop.
When I finally pull away I lick my lips and say, “Yup, that was one sweet treat.” I wink as he shakes his head and tucks himself away.
“You’re amazing.” He presses his lips to mine.
“I think you’re pretty amazing too,” I say with a huge grin on my face.
He rubs his nose against mine before pressing a soft, sweet kiss to my lips. He begins to deepen the kiss, but I don’t want this to go too far yet so I pull away and say, “Um, it’s getting late.” I smile bashfully.
“Are you telling me it’s time for me to take you home?” he questions with a smirk on his face.
“I’m telling you I had a great time tonight and I look forward to seeing you again.”
His smile grows. “That’s good, because I really want to see you again.”
“Are you joining me in the morning for our run?”
He brushes the hair off my face and plants a soft, sweet kiss on my lips. “You better believe it.” He kisses me one more time and says, “Come on, let’s get you home.”
I adjust my bra and the rest of my clothes while he collects the rest of our picnic. It’s really getting dark. He takes the basket and blanket in one hand and takes my hand in the other, guiding me back down the path we took to get here.
When we pull up to my house a few minutes later, he walks me to the door like a true gentleman. “Thank you for having dinner with me.”
“Trust me, the pleasure was all mine,” I say with a devilish grin.
He laughs at my little joke and kisses me goodnight before running down my porch steps. I give him one last wave before he climbs into his car and drives off.
***
Remy
I climb into my car, watching her wave to me with that beautiful smile on her face. I truly enjoyed watching her come undone under my hand. Her whimpers and moans nearly had me exploding in my pants. It took all I had to not slip those capris down her long, toned legs and bury my cock inside that sweet pussy of hers. The thought alone is making my cock harden again.
I pull up outside the house and can see there’s a light on in the living room. I sigh, knowing I’m about to face an inquisition. Grabbing the basket from the trunk of my car, I race up the steps to find Brooke in the living room on her phone with the TV on. I walk past her and go straight for the kitchen to start emptying the basket. Brooke walks up behind me and says in a sassy tone, “You act like I didn’t see you come in.”
“Oh hey, Sis.” I continue to load the dishes into the dishwasher.
“Don’t ‘hey, Sis’ me. You ignored me,” she says with a pout.
“No, I didn’t ignore you. I’m busy. I need to unpack this and get ready for work tomorrow.
“Good, so tell me about your date.”
I roll my eyes. I knew it was coming. “It was great. We had a picnic, we talked, and I dropped her off at home so we could both shower and get ready for our morning run.”
She narrows her eyes at me. “That’s it, end of story?”
I shrug. “For now. It’s only our first date. What did you expect me to tell you? I swept her off her feet and I’m off to marry her?”
She giggles. “No, but I love seeing how bashful you get when you talk about it. You’re blushing.” She smiles. I flick water at her, and walk past her shaking my head.
Taking the stairs two at a time, I run straight for the shower. Turning it on, I strip off my clothes, pull my phone and keys from my pocket, and place them on the counter before I step in the shower. The water feels damn good running down my body, but it reminds me of Kenzie’s hands. She kept running her fingers up and down my back and over my pecs. I close my eyes picturing her lying beneath me. Her eyes closing as her orgasm storms through her body; her legs tightening around my hand as I continued pressing my thumb to her sweet little nub.
Lathering my body with soap, I pay special attention to my fully-erect cock, stroking it to thoughts of her. Imagining what it’ll be like when I get to slip into her tight little pussy. I growl as I shoot my seed down the drain of the shower to thoughts of her for the second time. Damn, this woman is going to be the death of me.
I step out of the shower to see I have a text. I quickly dry off and slip down the hall to my room with a towel around my waist. I never bothered grabbing clothes before jumping in the shower. I slip on my running shorts and climb into bed with my phone in hand.
Kenzie: I had a nice time tonight. Thank you again.
Remy: I did too. Sweet dreams, sweet pea. ;-)
Chapter 8
Kenzie
I’m so excited about meeting Lilly for lunch today. She went on a date with Keaton last night, and I haven’t told her about my date with Remy yet. I’ve just finished a tutoring session with poor Billy, who is almost an entire grade level ahead of where he needs to be, but his mother insists the poor kid needs tutoring, and since she’s paying me I’ll just keep on tutoring him. I make sure he gets plenty of fun time on my tablet, because, to be honest, whether she likes it or not, he deserves it and he’s still working on math. Now that she’s picked him up it’s time for me to meet Lilly at our favorite little diner.
I pull up to the diner. She’s already here. I walk in to find her in our favorite booth. Barb is here as well, so she greets me with a hug and puts a glass of water on the table for me. “Do you ladies know what you want?” Barb asks with a smile that lights up her face.
She’s a pretty woman.
“I’ll have my usual,” I tell her, referring to my tuna on rye, and Lilly asks for her usual salad. Barb jots it down and walks away to put in our order and take care of another table of customers.
“So, how did your date with Keaton go?” I ask, excited to hear about it.
“It was good. He is very sweet, but I’ve heard he’s a bit of a player.”
I laugh. “Takes one to know one,” I tell her with my brows raised. Lilly was a bit of a player back in the day. She would totally date three guys at one time in hopes of finding Mr. Right. Her words, not mine. I never believed in dating like that. You date one guy, and if he’s not for you then you break it off and move on.
Lilly sticks her tongue out at me and says, “I may have been a player at one point in my life but I grew up. The question is, has he?”
I shrug. “I guess only time will tell. I see his work trucks around town. I know he’s worked hard to build a good construction crew, but I have no idea how he is in relationships. What did you guys actually do?”
“We went for a small bite to eat and then we played mini-golf and got ice cream. It was fun.”
“It sounds like fun. I wish I could tell you more about him, but I don’t really know the guy. I haven’t been back all that long, and I only met Remy because his mama sent him to my house with some treats as a welcome to the neighborhood.”
“I haven’t really met his mom, but she sounds sweet.”
“She is so sweet. She invited me to be on the block party planning committee so I would get to know some of our neighbors. Most of my neighbors are quite snobby, but she’s very sweet. Typical southern mama who takes no shit from her boys,” I tell her with a small side smile. “Are you seeing Keaton again?”
“Yeah, he asked me out this weekend. I think we’re going dancing,” she says as a smile spreads across her face. “How about you? What’s up with you and Remy?”
“We’re going out Saturday evening. He said he wanted to take me somewhere fun, but won’t tell me where, says it’s a surprise.” I wiggle my brows and smile. I feel like we’re back in high school getting all giddy over our boyfriends.
Barb puts a plate in front of each of us. “Enjoy, ladies, and I’ll be back to check on you soon.” We each thank her and dig into our lunch.
“What are you up to today? Do you need to go to Nana’s?” she asks, and it makes me a bit sad. I feel bad I haven’t seen her in a few days, but I needed a break. I spent a ton of time there taking care of her and cleaning her house. It’s a lot on top of my own responsibilities, and once school starts I’ll have less time.
“Yeah, we have a nurse who stops in now to help out with her, because it’s too much for Aunt Kenderly and I. Plus, when school starts I’ll have even less time. We have the block party in two weeks, and then it’s back to school.”
“That’s cool that you guys have a nurse to help out now. Is she good?” Lilly asks me with a bit of concern.
“We only met her on Friday and she’s starting today. She’ll be there when I get there.” I check my watch. “She’s supposed to be feeding her lunch right now, as a matter of fact.” I finish off my food.
“I have to get back,” Lilly says as Barb drops the bill on the table. She instantly picks it up and pays it. We both hug Barb and tell her we’ll see her again soon.
“Want to do lunch again, same time, same place?” Lilly asks.
“Only if you promise to let me pay next time. You’ve paid the last two times,” I complain.
“Okay, fair enough. I’ll see you Wednesday.” She gives me a hug and climbs into her car. I wave as she drives off to work. I take off to Nana’s.
When I pull up, I see the nurse’s SUV is in the driveway, as is Aunt Kenderly’s truck. I park in the street and run up the lawn to see Nana sitting on the porch.
“Hey, Nana. Have you had lunch yet?”
“No, and I’m starving. I don’t know what’s going on in there, Joanne.”
I sigh, but quickly recover. “I’ll go check on your lunch. You just stay right here.”
She nods and says, “I’m not going anywhere,” in her tired, raspy voice.
I walk in to find Aunt Kenderly bothering the nurse. “What’s going on?” I ask, confused as to why my nana hasn’t had her lunch yet. It’s almost one o’clock.
They both look at me and the nurse says, “I’m trying to get your nana on a balanced nutritional lunch, and your aunt is fighting me on it.”
I raise my eyebrows and give Aunt Kenderly a look that screams really? “Dear Lord, she’s in her eighties, she doesn’t need to worry about nutrition. She needs to enjoy the time she has left.”
“Auntie, I totally understand what you’re saying, but I think it’ll be okay for Nana to eat the one healthy meal that the nurse provides a day. You need to let her do her job.” I then turn to the nurse. “Can you try to be somewhat flexible and give Nana things she’ll enjoy?”
“Absolutely, I’m making things from the fridge so it’s not like I’m bringing stuff in that she won’t eat,” Nurse Emily says, looking at my aunt.
“Auntie, will you give me a hand upstairs while Emily gets Nana lunch?”
She sighs, but agrees. We both head upstairs to the spare room. I shut the door, and take a seat on the bed. “What’s this really about?” I pat the bed for her to take a seat next to me. She sits and starts to fiddle with her fingers. “Talk to me,” I say gently.
She sighs, but looks up at me. “I don’t know. She just came in with this take-charge attitude and it set me off. She’s acting like because she’s a nurse she knows it all and what’s best for your nana. Well, news flash, she’s my mama and I know just as well as she does what’s good for her.”
“Oh, Aunt Kenderly, she’s not trying to replace you. Emily knows that’s your mama, and she wants what’s best for her so she’ll be around longer.”
“I know, but it was just a lot to take in on her first day here.” She looks down at the floor.
“Let’s go back down and see if we can’t find a common ground to work on.”
She reaches over and hugs me.
“Thank you so much for being here and helping me with all of this. It’s getting harder and harder to see her go through this.”
“I know,” I tell her. “Don’t stress it, but let’s work it out. I’m going to be around less when school starts in a few weeks, and we need her here to help out.”
We both walk back down the stairs, and as soon as we get to the first floor, Emily is there to greet us. “Listen, Kenderly, I’m really sorry. I love what I do, and sometimes I forget how hard it is for the family to have a nurse in the house helping out. Please know I really just want to help take care of her. I didn’t mean to come on so strong.”
“I know, and I’m sorry I’m being so sensitive about it. You’re right. This isn’t easy, but we need you. Kenzie starts teaching in a few weeks, and I’ll be on my own more.”
“We’ll come to a compromise, I promise.” Emily gives my aunt a warm smile, and I’m starting to feel better. For a minute I thought Aunt Kenderly was going to blow a gasket and kick the woman out.
My aunt nods her agreement and says, “Shall we bathe her after lunch so she’s all set for the night?”
“Sure, and then I’d like to try to get her to play a game or do something to stimulate her mind. Is there anything in particular she likes to do?”
“Why don’t we ask her while we’re giving her a bath? It’ll take her mind off the fact a stranger is helping bathe her,” Aunt Kenderly says with a small smile.
“Good idea,” Emily says. I’m starting to feel like I’m not needed, so I think I’ll make a meal while they bathe her.
“Is there anything defrosted that I can cook to prepare a meal while you two bathe her?” I ask, wanting to do something productive while I’m here.
“There’s chicken in the fridge,” my aunt says.
“Joanne, I’m done with my lunch,” Nana
calls from the kitchen.
Emily looks at us, confused.
“Joanne is my mom, her daughter. She confuses us now.”
Emily nods and says, “I’m sorry. I know that can be hard too.”
I thank her and run into the kitchen to find Nana trying to stand all by herself, “Nana, please wait for help,” I say, taking her elbow. “Where do you want to sit?” I ask her, but then Emily and Aunt Kenderly come into the kitchen.
Aunt Kenderly takes her arm and says, “Mom, how about we go take a bath?”
As they walk off toward the bathroom, my cell phone rings and I’m secretly hoping it’s Remy, but when I look, I see it’s my friend Jazzmine from Boston. “Hey, girl,” I say into the phone as I start cleaning up from lunch.
“I miss you,” she whines.
I laugh. “I miss you too.”
“How are things going down there?”
“I met someone,” I say with excitement.
“No way! That’s great!” she screams into the phone. “Who is he? Tell me about him.”
“Well, his name is Remy, and he’s a sweet southern boy. Born and raised here in Georgia, and he’s now stationed at the Army base for the next few years until he retires.”
“I bet he’s all buff, huh?”
“Yeah, I mean we’ve only gone on one date so it’s not like I’ve seen him naked or anything, but yeah, he’s pretty hot,” I say with a giggle.
“What are you doing to enjoy your summer off?” I ask her. Jazzmine is a teacher at the school where I taught. We met on the day I began setting up my classroom, and we clicked. Her class was next door to mine, so we always had each other’s backs and would watch one another’s class if need be.
“Oh, you know me. I’ve been hitting the beach and chilling with Marcus,” she says like it’s no big deal. Marcus was her boyfriend, but they decided they got along way better when they were friends instead of in a relationship.