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“How did you get so wise?” I asked. “You always know exactly what to say.”
Ricky shrugged. “I was very close to my grandfather when I was a kid. He passed away when I was fifteen. I used to spend a few weeks with my grandparents when I was a kid every summer. My grandfather and I did everything together. He taught me a lot. He’d lived through more pain and suffering than anyone ever could imagine, but each time it only made him stronger. And he learned so many lessons that he passed onto me. I’ve held onto every single one of them.”
“So, you had a wonderful mentor,” I said.
“That I did. You will be fine. Set up a time when we can meet with your parents and we can just take things from there.”
“I will,” I replied.
Ricky put his arm around me and held me close to him. I felt close emotionally to him right then as well. He was so beautiful, such a strong, warm human being. I felt like I was the luckiest woman in the world to be that close to him and to have him in my life. He was so perfect. It was almost intimidating to know that he was that special to me. Could I possibly be that special to him? I couldn’t imagine someone else thinking that much about me, but Ricky proved time and time again that he did.
I reached up and brushed his cheek with my hand, the rough stubble providing comfort against my skin. Then I kissed Ricky on the lips. He kissed me back harder and I could sense that he was feeling a bit extra toasty tonight, as I was. The wine was definitely doing its job.
Ricky quickly pulled me closer to him and laid me down on the couch under the warmth of his weight. He kissed me on the mouth, the cheeks, the neck, and then he worked his way down the front of my blouse, opening button after button to reveal the bra I was wearing beneath. As he did so, my mind kept searching for something… what was it? We shouldn’t have been doing this. But why?
Zoe.
That’s right. She was in her room. What happened if she came out here and saw us?
“Ricky, we need to move this elsewhere,” I reminded him.
He stopped and looked at me, a grin forming across his handsome face. Ricky stood up and grabbed my hand to lead me up the stairs to the bedroom where I imagined many beautiful thing occurring. He locked the door behind us. “Just to make sure there are no unwanted intrusions.”
“Take off your clothes,” I commanded Ricky.
He smiled at me as I took charge of things and he slowly started to strip. I watched with a whetting appetite as he removed the shirt from his tight, muscular body. In the dimly lit room, I could still make out every single crevice, every tightly formed muscle as his body shifted slightly, each hook illuminating it all just perfectly.
“Now, the pants,” I said.
Ricky unbuckled his belt and dropped it to the floor. Then he slowly unfastened his jeans, and unzipped them, the zipper sounding much louder in the darkened room than it should have, but casting something very erotic over the feel of it all. I found myself shivering under the ceiling fan even though it was a very warm night. My breath was becoming quick and shallow.
He was now in his boxer shorts and just standing there watching me with a look of mischief on his face. It was like he was taunting me, daring me to make the next move. I smiled and pointed at his underwear. “Everything.”
Ricky laughed and quickly removed the underwear, dropping them to the floor at his feet where he kicked them softly to the side. He was now standing there in all his glory, his massive cock hanging from the center of his pelvis, already hard as a rock and waiting for me to come get some.
“Get on the bed and keep it hard,” I said. I was very much enjoying being in control and bossing him around. Ricky smiled and I could tell he was having fun playing along. He was not the type of guy who was used to being ordered around or following what others told him. He was a strong, confident, natural born leader. But tonight in the bedroom, we were going to play by my rules.
I watched him lie on the bed and start stroking his member, holding it high and stroking it very hard. It looked delicious as I stood there waiting for him. The thoughts of tasting him swirled around my brain. I walked over towards the bed and I stopped right in front of him so I could see every bit of the show he was putting on. His body was illuminated by the soft glow of the small lamp on the nightstand that gave a glimmer of light to this otherwise darkened room. I loved it like this. It was setting up the proper mood for us. And I was ready to take things to the next level.
I removed my blouse and threw it aside. Ricky’s eyes were widening as he scanned over the contours of my voluptuous body. I swayed side to side as if dancing to a slow song that only I could hear. My hands found the snaps of my bra and ripped them open to allow the garment to fall from my body. I was now standing there topless, my large breasts exposed for him to see. Ricky moaned as he began to beat himself harder and harder.
“Not too hard,” I said. “We don’t want you to finish early now, do we?”
I watched him squirming with pleasure as I danced back and forth and he tried to keep himself from blowing his load all over the place. I was having a blast witnessing this display of internal struggle for him. He was so beautiful to look at. I was getting wetter by the second and I wanted to ride him like he would never forget, but I wanted to be patient and to let things naturally progress. You couldn’t rush such a good time as this.
I began to remove my own jeans just then, bending over in front of Ricky so that he could see me pealing my body out of them. I was wearing sexy, lacy underwear and he was getting a great eyeful as I removed the pants and kicked them to the side as well. Without any further delay I took off my panties and threw them at Ricky who laughed when they landed beside his head on the bed.
“How much do you want me?” I asked.
“Oh, fuck… so bad… come on, honey…” Ricky begged.
I loved to hear his pleas for me to come to him. I loved to take control this way. I had a bit of a surprise for Ricky that I wasn’t sure if he would even be up for. But I decided to try it anyway.
I’d strategically placed a bag in the bedroom hoping something like this would inevitably happen within the next few days. I’d done this only three hours prior, so my insights were pretty keen it was turning out. “I’m not sure I heard you.”
“Baby, I need you so bad it hurts,” Ricky pleaded. “Just look at how hard I am for you. Oh, wow…please… let me have it.”
I smiled at him, waiting until I was sure he was at the breaking point before walking over to the bag in the corner of the room. There I pulled out two pairs of handcuffs. I sauntered over to him and grabbed his left hand, placing the cuff tightly around his wrist. Ricky started laughing and tossed his head back as if he thought this was the funniest thing ever.
