Rainy Night Walks part 4

Rainy Night Walks part 4

I'm a bit embarrassed she whispered. My period has started a little bit early. I'm sorry, but we will need to wait a bit longer.

I was a maelstrom of emotions and thoughts. I was frustrated, a bit peeved, and while I was not exactly worried, I was concerned about how Saki was feeling. She seemed upset and frustrated as well as me. I did my best not to reveal all the thoughts fighting inside me.

Don't worry, we have the rest of our lives together. I realize that is a total cliche. I am frustrated, but really, we can still sleep together, cuddle and wake up together. Another cliche, sad but true.

I had some special stuff to wear as a surprise.

Well, keep it for next time. You'll look amazing then.

When we returned to our room the view was irresistible. The lights sprinkled like stars before us, the thrum of continual movement of the city energizing the air.

We kissed, and again. Tired, we decided to retire. After the usual nighttime domestics, we snugged into the expansive bed. Saki asked for the lights off, so I reached over and flicked the switch. In the darkness we turned to each other and kissed deep and long. Soon Saki only wore the sensible boy leg pants she had left on under her pajamas, while I was naked. I kissed and sucked her puckered nipples as Saki explored my hardening cock. I enjoyed the hand job as it progressed. Soon Saki moved down and took me in her mouth, and soon I exploded in orgasm. Not sure of what to do but not wanting to leave her hanging I left it to Saki to caress herself while I kissed her mouth, her neck, her breasts, her stomach. Saki squealed to her own shuddering finish. She had a cute orgasm face! As she lay panting. I held her tight and in love. We both drifted off to sleep, the thrum below us providing a soundtrack similar to one we hoped to return to together.

Having both comes to terms with our mutual carnal delay, we enjoyed the rest of the weekend. After a great breakfast we had massages, ate, shopped, went to the movies. When we had settled back in our room, I asked Saki if I could draw her. I wanted to do a figure study. She agreed, but only if she could keep her panties on. She sat in an armchair, and in the fading light of the day I sketched her, capturing the ethereal beauty before me. I promised myself that I would treasure the sketches as they were, but also use them for other pieces of work.

We had a quiet room service dinner and curled in each other's arms for the night. And then, in the morning, we went home.

Waiting for Saki was an email requesting that she attend an interview the following week. The email said they might need her for up to five days depending on how far she went in the interview process. It was for a large, well-funded company with plenty of money and opportunities. The company was based in a city about 620 miles away, one with a flourishing gallery and art scene, so it was good for me too. It was a good opportunity, too good to miss for both of us, so we agreed that Saki would spend most of her time preparing. We went on one date, quiet and a bit somber, both nervous about what might be about to happen. It ended with a passionate kiss but no more. Saki left on Sunday with a promise to call me when she could.

I spent my days working and exercising. I found walking a good way to burn off excessive energy and keep myself a bit balanced. However, one walk also proved memorable in more ways than one.

I was heading for home. As I made the second last turn, I realized I was passing Linda Butler house, and there she was in the front garden, wearing a tan and not much else. In fact, she sported a cropped t-shirt, short shorts and sandals. She recognized me and invited me in for a coffee. I went in to be polite.

After she had made the drinks I sat in her din and waited. If this had happened when I was at school who knows where my life would have gone.

While I was processing this Linda came into the room and sat next to me. She asked me something. I apologized for being miles away.

Penny for your thoughts she challenged.

I was thinking about what might have happened if we had connected like this when we were at school.

Well, probably we would have drunk coffee and talked. And then maybe we might have met again. An again until we slept together.

I know I went out with hulky footballers she continued, but I really liked quieter guys. But none of you spoke to me. I thought at least that day when you saw me come out of the pool you might have spoken to me.

I'm sorry. I should have but I suspect I was too busy memorizing what you looked like so I could go home and dream about being with you.

Do you mean what I think you mean? Linda asked, half indignantly.

Honestly, yes. Why wouldn't I? I had no idea you were interested and you were, are, a goddess.

Linda leant in and kissed me, catching me by surprise. Before I knew what was happening, I was kissing her back. I was into it that I had started to caress one of her large breasts, a nipple hardening under my graze. Then I realized what I was doing and pulled away, apologizing profusely.

Linda shushed me, then continued so if I manage to forget the mental image, I have of you jerking off thinking about me, would you like to go out with me?

Ordinarily I would leap through rings of fire to go out with someone like you, especially if there was a chance of sex I blurted, honesty coming to the fore. But I'm with someone who I care about deeply. Saki and I are planning to live together, so it's serious, and I won't threaten that.

Faster than I could imagine, Linda countered with, what about as friends? There was a tinge of disappointment evident, but clearly, she was trying to be positive.

You know, that would be lovely. It won't hurt what little street cred I have as well I laughed. Why are you single? I followed up with.

I went out with a few boys a school but I was still a virgin when we finished. I chose not to sleep with those guys, and once they realized I was waiting for someone special they dropped off.

I'm so sorry I responded quickly, I didn't mean to suggest earlier that you were easy.

No offence taken. I would have slept with the right boy, but they thought I was only good for one thing. Then I met Roland, and we went out with each other for several years. We broke up a few months ago after I found him kissing a good friend of mine.

Oops. Is she still a friend?

It was actually one of the few male friends I have, which pissed me off as much as the fact that he was behind my back. He said it was only a kiss, and just as I was about to forgive him, he suggested a threesome with Jimmy. I wasn't ready for that. I'm not a prude at all, but I didn't want to do that then. I might have done it with a bit of thought and with some mood setting. Roland reacted angrily and I realized that he didn't love me, but loved the idea of being with me.

That's pretty raw.

Unfortunately Jimmy and I are not friends either now. Actually, had I known that would happen I might have gone for the threesome. Roland was pretty good in bed. An who wouldn't like the idea of that much attention. But it wasn't right at the time, and all those relationships ended.

Well, I hope this is the beginning of a new friendship.


To be continued