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“Well, I’m kind of leery talking about it because I’m afraid it won’t work out, but it’s fine. I went to the tryouts yesterday for that softball team.”
“Oh, that’s great. How did it go?” I asked.
She gave me a look and I knew instantly it had not gone as she had planned. “It was a bit of a wakeup call. The other girls there were so good. I don’t think I managed to stand out amongst very many of them. They were all a bit younger, stronger, and they’d been playing for a long time. I’ve been out of practice for too long. I might try again next year, but for now I just don’t see it working out. I don’t think I’m going to get that call. But who knows?”
“Right. You don’t know. You have to keep your chin up and have faith in things,” I said.
She took a big gulp of beer and then bit into a slice of pizza. I loved to watch her eat. She was not afraid of really getting into it and eating as much as she wanted of whatever. It was refreshing to see a woman who was not afraid of consuming massive quantities of junk food on occasion.
“So, have you given any more thought to the offer I made you? No rush at all, but I was just curious.”
“I’ve given it a lot of thought, but I’m not sure about it yet. I just haven’t really made up my mind.”
I nodded. “Ok, I said. I totally understand.”
I smiled at her as I sat beside her on the couch watching her eat. She was so beautiful, and it warmed my heart to know that she was giving all of this attention before just dismissing it as nothing.
I wished I knew how she felt about me really. Did she love me the way that I think I loved her? Or was it still so new and fresh to her that the word ‘love’ didn’t even enter her mind about us? I sure as hell did not want to push her on this, or anything else. When one person loves the other one and that feeling is not reciprocated then it can be terribly awkward.
“You ever come close to getting hurt in any of the fires that you fight?” Kat asked just then.
“I’ve had a few close calls, but so far I’ve never really been injured,” I replied. “Why do you ask?”
“Well, I just wondered if something like a close call has ever woke you up to thinking you might want to consider a less dangerous way to give back to the world.”
“Yeah, I’ve thought about it, but in that moment when everything is so fresh and frightening you don’t think about that. Your mind kind of goes into “go-mode” and you have that moment where you think you should stop doing this, that next time it could be much worse, but then you re-group and get over it. I doubt I’ll ever stop.”
“And what if we were married? What if we had a child who needed its father to stay around? Would that danger not bother you more?”
“I’m sure that it could,” I said. “I’m willing to bet it would make me reevaluate things, but I don’t think it would ever make me quit. That’s a part of me. It’s a big part of who I am. I wouldn’t imagine you would want to change me that way, would you?”
“If we had a kid together, knowing that every day you go out there might be the day you don’t come home. That would really get to me. I’m sure it does to a lot of wives. So that is a consideration. Would you be willing to give it up if we did get married?”
“I suppose I might,” I said. “But if we follow through with this marriage, how real would it be? As I said before, it is mostly on paper to appease my father so I can get that damn inheritance, but if things progressed with us, and we actually wanted to be married, then it might be different. I don’t know. I’d have to wait until that actually happened, until I was actually in that situation.”
“If we end up doing this, I don’t know what would happen. But I would want to know what the chances are, that I end up as a single mother or something.”
I could see her concern. “I would never want that sort of thing to happen,” I replied. “If that becomes a genuine concern, I would be willing to reevaluate my career. I would never want our child growing up without a father, but I wouldn’t want him growing up with an unhappy father either. If that makes sense. That tension would be tough and it cause resentment between us as well. But those are things down the road we can think of. And I have a feeling that if we get married, my father may relent on the requirement of us actually having kids.”
She smiled. “That would help take some of the pressure off this decision.”
I could tell that this was all stressing her out. I reached out to her and took her hand in mine. “I’m sorry to be putting you through this. That’s the type of man my father is. He is just going to push his will on me until he thinks he has made me at least something like him. I can’t help wondering if he thinks that in some demented way, I will come around to running the business and being his little clone.”
“It’s ok. I don’t feel that much pressure. I’m actually feeling pretty calm about it,” Kat said. “I just need to know that it is the right decision for me to make right now, and that I won’t end up regretting it. I am a little scared I guess.”
I pulled her closer to me. “It’s ok. You don’t have to be scared,” I said. “Whatever you decide, it will be fine. Don’t feel like you have to do this for me. Do it for yourself. I will figure something out. I’m a scrapper. I’ve yet to meet something that I couldn’t overcome.”
I leaned in and kissed her, tilting her beautiful face towards me. Her mouth was warm and inviting. She opened her mouth a bit and I felt the lust flowing between us then. I sighed a little bit behind the kiss and settled into it all. This was what I’d been waiting for so long. It had only been two days, but it might as well have been two months.
She kissed me back fully then, embracing the passion and letting herself go with me. I could feel the surrender. I could also sense the slight bit of hesitation inside of her letting go as well. I was happy that our passion could release all of that anger inside of her.
I moved my hand around her, feeling the softness of her flesh under her blouse. It was a little short, almost like a modified cut off type of thing. It was damn sexy leaving just a little bit of the midriff showing. And now it made for some easy access as I touched her. She had amazing curves. They were so soft and sensuous that I loved to caress them. It turned me on like crazy. I was growing so hard that I was being pinned by my jeans.
Kat seemed to sense what I was feeling. She knew exactly what I needed right then. She reached over and began to touch my crotch, massaging my cock through my jeans. It felt incredible. I could sense every single nuance of her fingers as they traced my length trapped behind the denim wall. My cock moved and began to stretch out pushing against that resistance.
“Let’s go upstairs,” I said.
“Sure,” Kat said with a smile.
