She turned to me with eyes wide. “I have no idea. I …” She looked down at what she was wearing, then back at me.
“You are fine; we only do casual here. See? I’m in jeans and a T-shirt. It will all be fine.” I kissed her. I got out, got her chair, then helped her into it. Tabby-Girl poked her head out of the hoodie pocket. “All right, my ladies. Let’s meet my family.”
Chapter 24
Valerie
Walker was nuts. I could not believe him. I could not believe Domino agreed with him and thought this would be a good idea. I was not at my best. Hell, I looked like I just rolled out of bed, and he wanted me to meet his parents. Just nuts. We came to the front door; he opened it for me. He led us into a great room. The side wall was the kitchen; the back wall was all windows, overlooking beautiful gardens that were turning green. There was an intricately carved dining table near the kitchen, and in the center of the room was a seating area. There were couches, a coffee table, and his family.
“Mom, Dad, Tala, Soren, this is Valerie. Val, these are my mom Heidi, my dad Travis, my sister Tala, and my brother-in- law Soren.” We all greeted each other, but no one got up. I realized why; his mom was in a wheelchair, and his sister was quite pregnant.
“Welcome! Aww, who is in your lap?” Heidi asked as she saw Tabby-Girl looking around.
“This is Tabby-Girl. I hope it’s okay she’s here.” I hoped it would be okay.
“Oh, of course it is. Does she like chicken? Is it okay if she has treats?” Heidi reached for something in the pouch of her chair. She pulled out a bag of treats.
“Sure.” I scratched her behind her ears.
“Here, Tabby-Girl, come see what I got.” Heidi had opened the bag and made a clicking noise with her tongue. Tabby-Girl went to check it out. I also saw two long-haired cats stroll over to Heidi. Tabby-Girl stayed on the high ground, using laps and furniture to get to Heidi. Heidi gave everyone treats, and soon had the three cats playing on the floor in front of her.
I was shocked; Tabby-Girl had never been around other cats like this. I was enjoying seeing her getting along with the other two. “That was impressive. How did you get them to get along so fast?”
“The treats. If they associate something good, the treats, with something new, like Tabby-Girl, it works. I have had it not work, but it seems these three ladies are easygoing. So, Valerie, Torin tells me you own a movie theater?” Heidi asked.
That’s when I realized that Walker and his dad were not in the room anymore. Soren and Tala sat on one of the couches. Soren had Tala’s stocking feet in his lap and was rubbing them. I was across from Heidi. There was an empty couch to my left. “Yes, my grandparents bought it with some inheritance, renovated it, and ran it. They retired and left me the theater. Walker said you were the high school science teacher?”
Heidi was of an average size. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. Tala had similar looks; it was easy to see they were related. Soren was built like a bear. He also had a long reddish-brown beard but was bald. “Yes, I teach biology and chemistry. Tala is the middle school science teacher. She has to teach them earth science too.”
“It’s not that bad, Mom. I don’t know why you don’t like earth science. It’s all around us,” Tala said it in a way that it seemed like this was a long ongoing battle between the two.
I heard laughing coming from the front door area. Walker and his dad had come from a hallway that must have led to the bedrooms. They walked into the room. Walker’s dad was tall like Walker but didn’t have all the muscle that Walker did. He wore his hair long and in a ponytail. He also had a full brownish-blond beard with a little gray creeping in. His gray eyes looked to Heidi and were full of love for her.
“What were you two doing?” Heidi asked as her husband kissed her head.
I felt Walker squeeze my shoulder. “Just unloading the Jeep and putting our stuff in my room.”
“Well, is anyone hungry?” Heidi asked. It was just after 1:00 and we’d never stopped on our way up.
“Yes, we are,” Tala said, trying to get up. Soren stood and pulled her from the couch.
“Travis, pull all the sandwich makings. We will make our own,” Heidi said, starting to maneuver to the table. Travis and Walker went to the fridge to pull lunch meats, tomatoes, pickles, cheese, and condiments. Soren got paper plates and a pitcher of iced tea. Tala brought a stack of glasses. I went to the table and took one of the ends. Heidi took the other. It felt a lot like the table at Domino’s, just not as big.
“This is decaf. Did you want some, or something else to drink?” Soren asked me.
“The tea is fine. Thank you.” He poured the glasses for everyone.
Soon the table was filled with sandwich makings, and everyone sat. I found some tomatoes, lettuce, and bacon, with the selections. I saw Walker grab some pickles, so I took one too. “These are Mom’s pickles from her garden,” he explained. I discovered homemade pickles were amazing.
After lunch was finished and cleaned up, Heidi and Travis got started on Sunday-night dinner. They had some ducks from the fall hunt they were going to make. I’d never had duck before. Walker said it would be like a greasier, but more flavorful chicken.
“Come on. Let me show you around.” Walker started to walk back to the hall by the front door. “This is the main area of the house. There is a screened-in patio on the other side of the wall of windows. It’s a perfect place to sit on warm nights. The rest of the house is this way. The end of this hall is my parents’ room, my mom’s craft room, and my dad’s office. There is a bathroom on your left, a guest room on your right. Then this is my room.” He walked in and I followed.
I looked around. There were zombie movie posters covering every inch of wall. The floor-to-ceiling bookcase was filled with books, zombie movies, and zombie figurines. There was a desk across from the bed. It held a small TV. A dresser in the corner rounded out the room. The room was small now, with the large bed taking up most of the room.
“It was designed as en-suite, so we have our own bathroom, I have Tabby-Girl’s box in there. It is not accessible, but the bathroom in the hall is. But if you don’t mind me helping you, you can take a bath in there. If you really want a shower you will have to use my parents’ bathroom. Mom has a shower chair and a large walk-in. I had a twin bed in here, but Dad and Soren switched it for us. That’s why there is like no room.” Walker seemed to be babbling. Was he nervous having me in his room?
“Walker, you’re babbling.” I looked at him. I realized he kept running his hand through his hair.
“Sorry.” He cleared his throat.
“Walker, come here.” I held my hand out to him, and he took it. I started to rub his large fingers. “You’ve never brought a girl home before, have you?”
“No, I haven’t.” He was looking at our hands. “I never thought twice about my love for zombie movies before just now.”
I laughed. “I love it. It’s you.” I kissed his hand. He scooped me up and placed me on his bed. He laid down next to me. I laughed.
“They didn’t always live in this house. It’s only five or six years old. I grew up in the farmhouse, my room on the second floor, across from my sister’s. The four of us had one bathroom to share, though we did have a bathroom on the first floor but only one tub in the house. Anyway, Mom had a mild stroke about six years ago. Her balance is the only thing she never really got back. The stairs in the farmhouse just became too much; the bathroom was too hard for her use. So, they built this. They included this room for me, which I was grateful for. My sister was not married yet, but I still didn’t like to impose on her at the farmhouse.” He lay on his side, using his hand to prop up his head, so he could look down at me. “Do you think you will okay be staying here for a few days?”
I looked at him. “Yes. I have to rely on you for help for some basic things. Are you going to be okay with that?”
“Yeah, it doesn’t bother me. I had to help Mom until they figured out what they were going to do. It i
s part of life.” He was quiet for a few moments. “On the drive you asked me two questions. Do you think you can answer them for yourself now?”
I instantly realized the questions he was talking about. I felt like an ass for asking them now. He had no problems with his mom, so why would he have problems with me? Granted, she could get around better; she pulled herself around with her legs. But the fact still remained, she couldn’t walk without aid, and I didn’t think he would ever resent her for it. I whispered, “Yeah, I’m sorry I asked them.” I tried to burrow into his chest.
“You didn’t know. I never said because it’s not important. It’s not what I see when I look at her or at you.” His other hand went into my hair, and he held me to him.
“I love you. Thank you for bringing me up here. I think this is the best thing you could have done after yesterday.” I wrapped my arm around him. We ended up falling asleep. We were both worn out from our sleepless night.
His dad got us for dinner. We both felt better after our nap. I found out that Soren was an electrician and a blacksmith. He explained when they did their town Heritage Days, he would work in the smithy with his family. I told Walker I wanted to come up again for the Heritage Days to see it all firsthand.
It was Monday morning. We were still lying in bed. His parents had left for work. We were contemplating what we wanted to do when Walker’s phone started to ring. It was a video call.
“Good morning, Walker, Valerie. I wanted to show you a few things.” The person calling didn’t show his face, just his voice and an envelope.
“Morning, Trick. What did you do?” Walker asked.
“Oh, a little of this and little of that. So here is what is going into this envelope addressed to the Chicago Tribune. Do these people look familiar to you?” There was a picture put before us. The woman was Jessica; no idea who the man was.
“It’s Jessica, and a guy,” Walker answered.
“That’s right. That guy just happens to be her parole officer, her cousin that she lives with best friend, by the way. Anyway, it looks like Jessica has him wrapped around her fingers.” There was a picture of Jessica and the PO in a steamy embrace. “He has been quite a naughty boy for her. Like taking her ankle monitor off.” He showed us another picture of the guy doing just that. “So off to the Tribune so it gets into the proper channels. Now this one is going over to Officer Bolen.” There was now a picture of a bottle of pills. Then a picture of the pills in a medicine cabinet next to a pack of birth control pills prescribed to Jessica. “It is a bottle of Rohypnol.”
“Must have been what she used to drug me. Thank you for doing this, Trick,” Walker said.
“Oh, and I also have these, courtesy of Dr. Lachlan. Your results are all negative. I pulled Jessica’s from the prison system, along with the PO’s. They were clean as of six weeks and two weeks ago respectively. You should be good to resume normal activities with the pretty young lady next to you,” Trick said, showing all the reports to us.
“I owe you one, Trick,” Walker said.
“No, we are even. This is the thanks for patching up my arm. Well, I’ve got to run. You know how Domino hates when I visit.” Trick was gone. Walker was laughing.
“I wonder what he did now, that guy. So that was some good news and more good news.” Walker turned to me.
“Yeah, it seems like Jessica will have her world crashing down around her pretty soon. How about some breakfast?”
“Your wish is my command.” He helped me get into the kitchen then made us breakfast.
“Who is Trick?” I asked.
Walker laughed. “My team and I met him on our first mission. The mission was starting to go sideways, and before it could get FUBAR, fucked beyond all repair, Trick showed up, gave us the intel we needed, and was gone before we could blink. We completed the mission successfully and came home. We were really thankful to this guy but had no idea who the hell he was. We were sitting around talking about it one night and he just walked into Domino’s place like he had been there before. He told us he goes by Trick, and he was glad we all got home safe. It started this crazy friendship. He is a mercenary. Anything he does is for money. He is not good; he is not bad. He just is.” Walker shook his head.
“Sounds like an interesting character.” I wasn’t sure what to make of Trick.
“He is. He loves jokes, playing jokes, and is always stealing our stuff. When I fixed his arm, he stole Domino’s toilet paper. Just for fun. The guy is nuts.” Walker cleaned up our dishes. “So, we’ve got the whole day ahead of us. What do you want to do?”
Chapter 25
Walker
I was waiting for her to answer. I knew what I wanted to do with my clean bill of health.
She smiled. “I believe I was offered a bath; I think I would like that,” She bit her lip as she said it. She looked up at me and her eyes were bright.
Oh yeah, I think we would both be enjoying bath time. “Your wish.” We went back to my room. I went in the bathroom and started the water. When my parents did my bath, they put a soaker-style tub in. They figured it would be good for soaking away aches and pains. I was just excited because I figured it would hold both of us. I stripped, then went to get Val.
She had her shirt off. I helped get the rest of her clothes off then took her and sat with her the bath. The water was almost too hot for me, but Val seemed to enjoy it. “How’s the water?” She relaxed into me.
“Perfect.” She laid her head on my chest. “Walker, do you think we could go swimming this summer?”
I started picturing Val in a purple string bikini. Oh, yeah, we could definitely go swimming.
“Walker, what are you thinking about?” She had a laugh to her voice. She shifted, so I was now resting between her ass cheeks.
“You in a bikini—purple, of course,” I said.
“And where are we when I’m in this purple bikini?”
“In the swimming hole on the back of the property.”
“Oh. Well, I bet we would be having lots of fun then.”
“Yeah, fun.” I was picturing all the different ways I could take her since she would be floating.
“Walker?” she asked. I didn’t respond. “Walker, the sooner we get clean, the sooner we can have fun.” She was moving around getting the soap. As soon as we were both cleaned, I started to drain the tub so we could rinse all the soap off.
She had been watching me as I moved. “Sit on the side of the tub.” She shifted and got herself in a sitting position. I did as she asked. She pulled on my legs and got between them. She licked her lips and took my cock in her hand. I moaned; I couldn’t help myself. “You like this? Well, you might like this better.”
She took the head of my cock in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. Oh fuck, yeah. She got her hand and mouth working together, sliding on my cock. I loved her mouth. She used her tongue to apply just a bit of pressure on the underside; it felt amazing. Her mouth was so warm, so wet, soft, but just enough sucking to feel. Then she started to gently cup my balls. God, I loved it when she did that. “Val.” I twisted her hair in my hand. I could feel the tingling start, then my balls tightened. I held my breath. Then she was swallowing down my come. Freaking Valhalla every time.
I couldn’t take any more. I gave a tug to her hair and she stopped. I took her face in my hands and kissed her. I made my way down her neck. Then I scooped her up and took her back to the bed, laying her down. I shifted her legs apart so I could lie between them. I started at her collarbone, kissing every inch of her I could reach. I paid attention to each nipple, doing my best not to give either one more than the other.
When I got to her perfectly pink pussy, I opened her folds, giving me access to her. I found her clit and started my campaign to make her come. I slid two fingers in and looked for her g-spot, finding it. I kept a fast, even pressure on her clit while stroking her. Her hands were buried in my hair. She was writhing, trying to reach for her release. I felt the walls of her pussy start to contract
around my fingers. She moaned. Then I felt a rush of fluid as she came. I lapped her clean.
“Walker.” She was reaching for me. I went to her and wrapped myself around her. She started kissing my neck and chin before finding my lips. She was so intoxicating. I was ready for more of her. I found her entrance with my cock and looked her in the eyes as I slid home. We both moaned at the feelings it caused. While I loved her blow jobs, this was where I loved to be. I held onto her shoulders and slowly thrust in and out.
“Walker.” She was tapping my shoulder.
“Yeah.” I started to kiss her neck.
“Can we try something? Please?” she asked.
“Anything. What would you like?” I buried myself to the hilt and waited for her to tell me what she wanted.
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