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Reluctantly, I pull out of Callie, not wanting to separate, but aware of the mess we’ve created. Or, rather, I’ve created. I don’t think I’ve ever cum twice in such a short period, and not expecting to after I had made Callie orgasm again. But, hearing her tell me she loves me made me crazed, I needed her again more than I’ve ever needed anything. I still can’t believe it, she loves me. I don’t know how it’s possible for this perfect woman to love me, but damn I’m grateful. I’ve got to be the luckiest son of a bitch alive.
“Think you can use your secret Boy Scout skills to sneak us into the bathroom across the hall without getting caught?” She teases me, both of us grinning at each other like love sick teenagers.
“I’ll do my best,” I joke, pulling her up from the bed. I don’t let go of her hand until we cross the hall, and shut ourselves in the bathroom. She turns the shower on after getting us two towels from the closet. It’s a modest bathroom, a white acrylic tub with a shower curtain, like in most homes. We have to take turns washing, trying to be quick because we both can’t be under the hot water at the same time. We’re both giddy, our moods through the roof, making it difficult to stay quiet. We swap back and forth under the water, hardly enough room to maneuver around each other, which is no problem, just one more reason to have her body pressed up against mine. I even attempt to help her wash her hair, but my hands wander, mostly caressing her firm ass and cupping the fullness of her chest, her skin feeling like silk, slick from the shampoo.
I stifle a yawn, but it doesn’t escape Callie’s notice. “Oh no, I forgot you haven’t even gotten to sleep yet. I’m so sorry.” She hurriedly rings her hair out after rinsing off a final time, turning the shower off.
“Don’t apologize. I’ve had the best night of my life,” I tell her truthfully, squeezing her ass as she steps out of the tub, making her squeak. Throwing a towel at me playfully, she giggles when it smacks me in the face, my eyes still transfixed on her nakedness. I’ll never get tired of hearing her sweet laughter or seeing her incredible body.
“I’ve had the best night, too.” She smiles sweetly, leaning against the sink with her towel wrapped around her, too beautiful to resist. I wrap my towel around my waist, stepping towards her. I brush my thumb across her cheek, remembering how a few days ago I craved to do just that. How far we’ve come that I get to kiss her soft lips, hold her body in my arms, and love her, uncontrollably.
“This doesn’t seem real yet,” I admit to her, our voices still nothing but a whisper.
“Come on, I’ll let you get some sleep and prove it all over to you again in the morning,” she says with a mischievous, sultry, smile, making me fall even deeper in love with her if possible. She tugs my hand, and we sneak back into her room, not bothering to get dressed before sliding under the sheets. I pull her body into mine, holding her close.
“I love you, Callie,” I whisper into the darkness of the room, kissing her forehead.
“I love you, too,” she whispers, kissing my neck in return. We drift to sleep, content to be a hundred miles away from any of our problems.
* * *
The next time I open my eyelids daylight is streaming in through the blinds, along with whispering coming from outside the bedroom door. I know it’s locked so I don’t move, glancing down to Callie, still curled into my side with her head on my chest. There’s a light knock, making her eyelids spring open, and a female voice sounds through the door. “Callie, we’re making breakfast. It’ll be done in about twenty minutes.”
Callie sits up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “Okay, thanks Mom,” her voice still gravely, not sounding fully awake. She turns to me, smiling when she sees that I’m watching her. “Good morning,” she whispers, leaning down to kiss me, her wild hair falling across my chest.
Her gentle kiss isn’t enough, I pull her on top of me, trapping her in my arms so I can really kiss her. “Good morning,” I finally responded after getting my fill. “Do you want me to sneak out?” I ask her, understanding if she doesn’t want her parents to know I spent the night in their home, uninvited.
“Absolutely not. Just let me go out there and warn them that you’re here,” she crinkles her brow, “and probably clarify that you aren’t a Bed and Breakfast owner. Or married.” She rubs her forehead, clearly not eager to have the conversation.
“Tell them the basics, then come get me. I’ll help you explain everything.” She smiles at my words, sitting up so she’s straddling me. “Callie…” I warn.
“What? We have twenty minutes.” She tilts her head, her smile turned devious. Her bare pussy is hovering above my cock, hard as a rock since I woke up next to her. I’m dying to bury myself in her, feel her warmth wrapped around me, but I’m hesitant now that I know her parents are awake. What kind of jackass does it make me to fuck their daughter while they’re in the other room, unaware of my presence in their home? It feels disrespectful, and I don’t want to start things off that way.
“I want you so fucking bad. But, I can’t. I don’t want your parents to find out I’m here and realize what I was in here doing to their daughter,” I cringe at the thought, her dad wanting to kick my ass two seconds after meeting me. I’m in this for the long haul, and that wouldn’t boast well for the longevity of our relationship. I normally don’t care if people like me or not, but I respect Callie enough to want to be on good terms with her mom and dad.
She pouts but gets off the bed. “Such honor…” She rolls her eyes at me, but I catch her smiling before she turns to grab some clothes. I admire her curves as she tugs her running shorts up over her ass, pairing them with a matching sports bra.
“Have you ever taken any self-defense classes?” I ask her, hoping she has since I never taught her how to use a gun.
“No, I’ve always wanted to. My gym doesn’t offer stuff like that, and I never wanted to pay for a class if it didn’t seem reputable.” She pulls a big t-shirt over her head, only leaving her toned legs on display.
“I want to show you some things. It’d make me feel better,” I regret the words as I say them. Her face drops, reality sinking back in. No longer in our blissful bubble from last night.
“I’d like that,” she whispers, her mood completely shifted from moments ago. She walks over to the door, pausing before opening it. “Here goes nothin’.”
I wink at her, hoping to get a smile. Instead, she rolls her eyes, only giving me half of a grin. Good enough.
I lay there for a moment after she leaves the room, wondering if I’ll be able to hear them talking, but after a couple of minutes of silence, I peel myself off the bed.
Finding my discarded clothes takes a minute, each piece scattered throughout the room in our haste last night. The last thing I find is my shirt, crumpled up in a heap by the dresser. I hold it out, examining the damage. It looks rough so I tug at the cotton, trying to straighten some of the wrinkles. The door creaks open making my head jerk up at the same time I hear the same woman’s voice from earlier.
“Oh my… no wonder.” I’m looking at an older version of Callie. Identical if it weren’t for the faded auburn hair that’s pulled back behind her head, and the soft lines of age in her skin.
Standing here shirtless, I should apologize or introduce myself or something, but I hardly react. I can’t even utter a word, too busy picking my jaw off the floor from being caught off guard. Thank God I pulled my jeans on already.
“Mom, oh my god.” Callie shuts the door quickly, saving me from saying anything. “We’ll be out in a minute.” She slumps against the door, covering her face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know she was beelining to the room or I would have stopped her.”
I laugh, “She seems nice.” The incredulous look she gives me makes me laugh harder. Making her cross her arms over her chest, glaring at me.
