“Well I’m going to take a shower while you guys hash this out,” I interrupt their playful arguing. Dominic stops talking but Morgan and Charlie just offer nods continuing their differing opinions on color. I turn to walk to my bedroom as the memories of what just happened inside not thirty minutes ago flood my mind. Dominic watches me walk to the bedroom with a look of utter lust and love on his face. By the time I hit the door of the bedroom I do not hear Morgan and Charlie’s voices. Turning just a few inches I can see out of my peripheral view Dominic is gazing at me while Morgan and Charlie stare at him.
“What?” He asked blushing slightly under their joint stares. Neither of them said anything but they smile wide enough for him to understand they know. He tries to steer the conversation back but in the end it falls flat.
“You’re looking at our mom?” Charlie asked candidly folding his arms across his chest. I miss this line of questioning as I am almost in my bathroom. Morgan would later tell me that he promised he would not hurt me no matter what.
I cut on the water in the shower before removing my clothes. In the mirror I give myself yet another inspection. I look different now and it’s obvious in my face. My facial features appear youthful and refreshed. I smile at my reflection eager for the warm cleansing water. Under the warm spray my mind keeps drifting back to our lovemaking sessions. The gentle movements I initially doubted were actually much more powerful than I thought. Dominic was so confident in bed that it gave me confidence. I want to please him, satisfy him, and make him mine. I hug myself I love him.
“The kids have gone to bed?” I asked walking into the living room area wearing my fluffy pink bathrobe. Dominic is leaning against the back of the couch drinking what appears to be juice.
“Yeah a few minutes ago,” he replies with a soft smile.
“I was just getting some juice.” I start for the kitchen area but I am halted by his words.
“I have enough juice to share.” Dominic holds out his cup moving it back and forth to entice me. I take the bait walking over to him. He puts the cup to my lips and I take a huge gulp. When he pulls the cup away from my mouth he runs the fingers of his other hand along my jaw then down to my neck. I inhale deeply as his fingers continue down parting my bathrobe slightly. Dominic draws small circles on the swells of my breasts before offering me more juice. I take a small sip this time and indicate I have had enough. Dominic finishes the juice and I take the cup from his hand. Walking to the small side table I place the cup on top of it. Tugging my robe he pulls me back to him. Looking at the kid’s rooms he confirms the doors are shut. The kisses are soft and gentle on my lips, neck, and the swells of my breasts. I respond with heavy breathing remaining quiet for the sake of the kids. The last kiss is deep and passionate as his juice flavored tongue invades my mouth. I almost gasp aloud besieged by the urge to tear him out of his clothing. However I think we have both had enough for one day.
“I am going to take a shower now,” he whispered against my ear lobe, “A very cold shower.” I smile softly as we walk hand and hand back to our room. When I close our bedroom door Morgan closes her bedroom door all the way. Climbing into bed she sends a silent prayer of thanks to our parents for working their magic. To see her sister/mom so happy makes her happy. Morgan drifts off to sleep with a big goofy grin on her face.
My body appears to be super sensitive since this afternoon’s lovemaking session. My pajamas feel so good against my skin. I pull the covers off the bed quickly changing the sheets while Dominic is in the shower. Running around the bed I affix the blue navy fitted sheet to the bed first. Then I change the pillowcases on the four large pillows before applying the top sheet. The soft lightweight duvet is in shades of purple, gold, red and blue. I linger to appreciate my handiwork then I disturb the beauty of my bed making skills when I slide underneath the sheets. I leave the lamp on Dominic’s side of the bed on but cut off my lamp. I start to doze immediately not realizing just how tired I really am. I hear rather than see Dominic come out of the bathroom. He moves quietly presumably putting on his pajamas. I feel the covers rustle as he slides in pulling me to his side of the bed. He cuts off the lamp then wraps me up in his arms kissing the back of my neck.
“Can I ask you something?” He whispered in the darkened bedroom.
“Yeah sure,” I grumble sleepily. His hold on me tightens as if his question might cause me to bolt from the bed.
“Can we have sex whenever or will we have to schedule it?” His accent is heavy as his voice trembles.
“We can have sex whenever you want Dominic. I enjoy it very much with you.”
“Whenever we want you meant to say.”
He corrected me placing an emphasis on the ‘we’.
“Yes whenever we want.” He kisses me and I think he means now but he assures me that I am safe for tonight.
“That almost killed me earlier. We were almost busted,” he said laughing.
“I know I was panicking looking for my underwear and shirt. Can you not throw my clothes so far away next time?” I said jokingly as he tightens his grip on me.
“Everything was happening all at once and then I heard the door. I almost did not get up.”
“Yeah I was so lost in what we were doing I didn’t hear a thing. Leave it to me we would have been busted. Thanks for your bionic hearing Dominic.”
“A little paranoia goes a long way. I was still uh finishing in the bathroom. It was really hard to keep quiet.”
“I figured you were still um finishing. My body was tingling so much that putting on my underwear made my knees weak.”
“Hmm,” He replies. “So am I to take it that going slow was good for you too?”
“Yes it was. It was nerve racking and pleasurable at the same time.”
“Yes it felt good to watch you unravel and hear you beg me.”
“Oh so you are a bit of a masochist? I knew you were kinky.”
Dominic playfully nips my earlobe to demonstrate his displeasure.
“I just never imagined that we would ever finally get to this point. Now that we are it’s a pleasure giving you pleasure.” His voice is so soft and earnest I just about melt into the bed.
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” I exclaimed giggling softly.
“You’re welcome! You’re welcome! You’re welcome!” He replies as I snuggle into his embrace allowing sleep to take me.
CHAPTER 13
The next few days Dominic and I adapt to our newfound interest in having sex whenever we can. The kids are aware that something has changed between us but remain quiet on the subject. Before class or after class Dominic and I take the opportunity to indulge in a rapidly evolving pastime of pleasure. It is intoxicating to have him want me so much. I reciprocate whenever possible to show him that I am just as interested in being with him in that way. As we get more comfortable with each other’s bodies we find that sex can be fun outside the bedroom as well.
We try to watch television one afternoon before it is time to pick up the kids from school. About twenty minutes into the attempt we are making out. I am enjoying the feel of his mouth on my neck and breasts while he takes pleasure in me occasionally stroking him inside his shorts.
“Stay right here I have to get a condom,” he said forcibly. I do as I am told eagerly awaiting his return. I now know he prefers to undress me whenever possible. Upon his return he pulls off my clothes achingly slow increasing my desire tenfold. I am ready to combust by the time he rolls on the condom. Resting on his knees he pulls my lower half to him sliding into me. Instead of him moving inside me he moves me back and forth on him. The view of him working me back and forth is such a turn on that I feel myself letting go within minutes. As I come apart his fingers find my special spot and I cry out loudly grateful the kids are at school.
“Ah Dominic baby,” I moan as my body shudders.
“You are even more beautiful when you come,” Dominic said smiling down at me. He starts to move inside me as my body welcomes the frictio
n enthusiastically providing lots of natural lubricant. Dominic is enthralled kissing my breasts, then my neck, then my face, and finally my lips in crazy fits. I feel as if I am being ravished and I just love all the sensations. The sound of his growling lets me know that he is feeling it too.
“Sammie baby fuck,” he cries out driving deep into me as he releases. The next few words out of his mouth are garbled Spanish I do not understand. I come once more providing him with a fresh line of scratches down his powerfully built back. I resist the urge to fall asleep enjoying the tender moment spent lying on Dominic’s chest when we are finished.
“I am going to enjoy being married to you Sammie,” he murmurs smiling.
“Ditto baby ditto,” I respond with kisses on his chest. Dominic dozes lightly for a while then we both dress in time to pick up the children.
“Where are we going this is not the way to our apartment?” Charlie asked looking out the window happy that Bryce’s car seat is in the middle of the backseat. This gives him and Morgan window seats as I am in the front passenger seat.
“We thought we would go pick out our new minivan together. You know as a family,” I said smiling in the rearview mirror.
“Yes! Will we get it today?” Charlie inquires slapping hands with Morgan.
“Probably not today but within a few days depending on which model we choose,” Dominic answers for me. I give his hand a soft squeeze when he does so. If the kids see this they do not comment. I think they are warming to the idea that this is blooming into something real rather than something planned. Morgan and Charlie discuss the features they are looking for in our new automobile.
Timothy Lane is all smiles when we walk into the Automotive Mall. Vigorously he shakes my hand then Dominic’s hand before acknowledging the kids. I make simple introductions before he begins his spiel.
“Miss Gable we have your financing all set. Now all we have to do is have your lovely family pick out which vehicle you want,” he said with a wide salesman smile.
“Thank you Mr. Lane. I believe we will look at the Dodge Grand Caravan, Honda Odyssey, and the Ford Windstar,” I said smiling back at him.
One hour later we are all decided that the Honda Odyssey Ex is our best and safest choice. Dominic and I love the safety features while the kids loved the spacious interior, CD changer, sound system, and that I added the DVD entertainment package. The total price is slightly more than what I wanted to spend but Dominic assures me that he will contribute to our monthly expenses by picking up a part-time job over the summer.
“Are you trading in your current vehicle?” Mr. Lane asked as he puts the paperwork together.
“No I am going to keep my other car,” I said as Dominic raises an eyebrow.
“I am sure it is worth a few thousand dollars Sam. It can take something off the bottom line,” Dominic whispered as Mr. Lane leaves to get additional paperwork from the finance department.
“I know but I want you to have the Camry. I know it’s not the manliest car but it will be better if we have two vehicles at our disposal.”
Dominic looked at me with a mixed reaction of shock and horror.
“No Sam! Please use the car to help with the down payment.” Dominic insists holding my hands to emphasize his point. I hold his hands marveling in the smoothness of his smooth browned skin.
“We need both cars with you getting a part-time job, Morgan going to gymnastics camp, and the boys summer activities.” I hope this explanation works to change his mind. Dominic settles back in his seat wrestling with this decision internally.
“Dominic before this deportation thing came up I already made up my mind to get another car. I planned to give you my car as a graduation gift to help you get around better. Please do not make this into something it is not.”
“Besides you need a car to drive me to Uncle Winston’s so we can build our go cart,” Charlie points out happy to add his two cents.
“I hope you can come to some of my gymnastic competitions when mom can’t make it,” Morgan said chiming in. I see in Dominic’s eyes that he is beyond touched to the point of possibly being emotional. His manly nature overrides his desire to express himself in that fashion.
“Thanks Sam,” he manages to say giving my hand a quick squeeze. I know he will want to talk about this without the kids around but I will hold my ground. Mr. Lane comes back with the necessary paperwork and I start the seemingly endless signing of my name.
“I think it’s really impressive that someone your age owns a successful company,” Mr. Lane said as I sign a purchase order form. I look up at him trying hard to maintain a normal facial expression that does not register the pain I feel.
“Thank you! My parents left it to us,” I explain hoping that stops him from further inquiry. It does as he frowns with acceptance. More forms and more forms are signed making the kids impatient.
“I gotta go potty,” Bryce announces while I call my car insurance company. Dominic stands immediately as Mr. Lane directs them to the nearest restroom. Morgan and Charlie join them to use the restroom and get a change of scenery for a minute.
“I think you’re going to be very happy with your purchase Miss Gable. We should have your new minivan here in a few days. We will call you when you can pick it up.” Mr. Lane looks happy to make the sale and I suspect the man I am meeting now is the real Mr. Lane and not the salesman version.
“Thank you Mr. Lane. I am sure my family and I will enjoy the Honda very much.”
“Your boyfriend may hog the driver’s seat it rides really nicely.”
I am not sure if he is fishing to figure out my relationship with Dominic but I decide to enlighten him.
“Dominic and I are getting married this summer so I guess that would make him my fiancé. Mr. Lane these numbers are not the same as on the previous forms I signed,” I said pointing to the paperwork. He looks down and smiles the salesman is back.
“I am sorry I forgot the good news from the financing department. Since you are a recent college graduate you qualify for several discounts including special financing. Let me reprint the corrected form.”
He takes the form I was reading and puts it through a small shredder next to his desk. Quickly he retrieves the new form I immediately resume reading and signing. When the family returns I informed Dominic of the new financing which gives him some relief regarding our monthly budget.
“Dominic see it all works out,” I pronounce grinning as I show him the new financing.
“I guess it does. We still need to talk about the Camry later,” he retorts. I roll my eyes in exaggerated disgust and pretend to gag. The kids laugh including Bryce who has no idea why everyone is laughing.
We stop for Chinese take out on the way home while picking up a few movie rentals. Once the kids finish their homework we settled down in the living room to eat and watch our movies. Bryce is asleep in my arms before the second movie starts. I smell his toddler hair and kiss his chubby cheeks realizing how blessed I am to have him as my son. Dominic sees me loving my son and gently places my feet in his lap. Slowly he rubs small circles along the instep and down to the heel of my foot. I am grateful I had a pedicure this weekend and that he uses just enough pressure so that it does not tickle. Morgan and Charlie are sitting on the floor in front of the couch engrossed in the second movie. I doze eventually with Bryce still nestled against my chest. After the second movie ends Dominic puts Bryce to bed before waking me up to join him in our room.
The next morning we are up conducting our normal routines. Bryce is sitting in his chair eating oatmeal while Charlie is in the bathroom getting dressed. Morgan is making toast in the kitchen area while Dominic is drinking a cup of coffee at the table.
“Thanks for putting Bryce to bed for me last night. I guess I missed the rest of the movie?” I ask reaching for a slice of Morgan’s toast. She is smart and always makes an extra slice just for me.
“Yeah it ended dumb,” Morgan answers pulling an ear bud out of her ear.
“I agree,” Dominic chimes in looking me over once more. He gives a subtle nod of approval to my appearance. For some strange reason I have taken to wearing all of my skirts and today is no exception. I am wearing a pink cotton skirt that stops just above my knees with a sleeveless gray cotton blouse.
“Is everyone ready to go?” I asked blushing under Dominic’s brown-eyed gaze. Morgan has a few finals but otherwise she is excited that summer vacation is almost within reach. I have already spoken to Morgan’s new gymnastics coach, Linda Zerminski. She is ready to get Morgan back to competition form. Charlie has agreed to attend a summer camp were he will resume playing the piano much to my joy. Bryce will spend some time in summer camp preparing him for pre-kindergarten in the fall. I want to revamp the operations of GPM and consider graduate school. Dominic will be working part-time at a local hospital as a lab tech.
CHAPTER 14
Somehow we have to squeeze a small wedding into all of the organized summer chaos. Dominic and I plan to sit down and organize our calendar of events in order to ensure that his parents have enough time to solidify their travel arrangements. He has not told them yet of his plans to marry. I suspect he is worried they will be disappointed he is choosing to marry an American girl. Dominic wants to fill me in on the customs associated with his culture when it comes to marriage. I have known for quite sometime that Dominic is Catholic but I know that he has not been as consistent with his attendance as he has in the past. I know he feels a boatload of guilt for his lack of devotion to his faith. During his first few years at U of A, Dominic was heavily involved with the campus Catholic ministries. As his classes became more stringent and his swimming competitions increased he found it hard to participate in all of the activities. I knew that he attended mass and confession on a regular basis.
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