Part 24
With Lorelei curled up next to
me as we sipped our glasses of wine I felt like the weight of the world was off
of my shoulders. We’d broken the news to
her Mother about our living arrangements.
Although it wasn’t the way we’d planned on doing it, it’s the way it had
worked out. Over all it had gone really
well and I felt like things would go well when we went to see her family on the
weekend. I was in my happy zone until Lorelei’s words brought me back to earth
with a thud. “Liam you may have charmed my Mother but you still have to get by
my Father. If you think mothers and sons
have a close bond then you’d best think about the ones between fathers and
daughters. Ever heard the term Daddy’s
little girl?” she asked me gently.
Suddenly my mind was racing, I
began thinking back to what it had been like when my sister Molly had boys
starting to come around to the house and inviting her out on dates. My Dad had clearly thought they were all a
bunch of cruddy minded creeps out to deflower his precious little princess. Okay he may have been right about that,
teenage boys were noted for being crazed sex fiends due to their hormones. The
reality of it though was that most of them were basically nice guys, from good
families, who had the fear of death at the hands of the girls’ father deeply
instilled in them. “It’ll be fine.” I stated more to reassure myself than
anything else. “I’m sure your Dad is a
reasonable man, and he’ll see that I love you.”
Lorelei burst into gales of
laughter. She then cupped my face in her
delicate hands, looked me squarely in the eyes, kissed me lightly on the tip of
my nose. “I do love your cheerful
optimism on the subject sweetheart. The
reality of it is though Fathers are not rational human beings when it comes to
their daughters. They tend to forget how
they were as young men, or maybe it’s because they do remember their feelings
and desires, that they become so crazed.” She said to me. I let her words sink
in as she continued. “Dad is going to
know that we are living together, as Mom will no doubt inform him. Not being a stupid man he’ll know that we’re
not sleeping in separate rooms nor is he gullible enough to believe that we
spend all our spare time together playing board games like Parcheesi when were
alone. You will be branded as the beast that defiled his little girl………Oh and
for the record if we ever have children, he’ll want to believe that they are
immaculate conceptions or they were phoned in from an undisclosed location.”
She giggled at her joke.
I on the other hand found it
quite sobering, I guess being male and despite having a sister, I’d never given much thought to the complex way a
man looks at his daughter as opposed to other women. Don’t get me wrong I was taught to respect
women and treat them courteously, and I think I did a pretty fair job of
that. I knew women were far more than
just some shapely objects of desire placed on the earth for the pleasure of the
male species. “Think a note from my Mom would help my case any?” I asked her “Nope,
I don’t. I think you’ll just have to be
yourself and he’ll have to see for himself what kind of a man you are. That you
are a good, decent person that has morals and values, and you will be the sort
of man that instills those things in any child we might have one day, male or
female.” She smiled at me in a way that conveyed she truly knew I possessed
those qualities.
“Just being me isn’t going to
be an issue, as it’s the only person I know how to be. I guess being single for so long I never
really gave a lot of serious thought about Dad’s and how they can have some
double standards towards their own children, one for the boys and one for the
girls. I’d like to think I’d treat our
children all the same.” I said thoughtfully. “I think most people want to treat
their kids the same but I think there are things that always seem to get
factored in to the equation that can change that, whether they mean for them to
or not. Things like gender and birth
order, my brothers have always maintained I was indulged as a kid because I was
a girl and I was the baby of the family. I on the other hand always thought
they had the edge over me being older and being male.” Lorelei said to me.
“I’d have to agree with you.
I mean I was the oldest and I always felt like I had to look out after the
younger ones, especially Molly who was the baby and we all doted on her. Don’t get me wrong I wasn’t perfect I loved
my kid sister and I always watched out for her, but I could tease the stuffing
out of her until she was madder than an old wet hen at me but if anyone else
tried it they’d have to deal with me. In
some ways it always seemed to Sean and I like she could get away with bloody
murder because she was little and cute. Yet in some ways Mom and Dad were a lot
stricter with her than they were on us boys.” I said as I continued to mull
over the whole thing. “I’m sure my brothers thought the same sorts of things
about me. I also know they could drive
me insane with their teasing but they wouldn’t tolerate it from anyone else and
always looked out for me.” Lorelei told me.
I merely nodded in total understanding of the situation. Kid sisters can be a pain in the rump at
times but you’d never in a million years allow anything to happen to them
either. When you were a big brother you
became self-appointed guardian angels over them, and I guess that intensified
tenfold when it was your daughter.
“My folks were great in some ways about
treating us equally though.” Lorelei mused.
“Like in the way they made sure we all knew how to do things so we could
be independent. We all had to learn to
make a meal, even if it was only a basic one, sew on a button, replace a fuse,
and be able to change the tire on our bike if we got a flat and a load of other
things. I think sometimes though I
learned more than a lot of girls did about taking care of themselves and being
independent because I was always trying to keep up with my older brothers and
their friends.” And she laughed. She seemed to be reminiscing about some of the
things she’d done in her efforts to keep up with them. “Same with my folks, they made sure we could
all take care of ourselves and handle the basics.” I countered. “But when it
came to dating Molly had it rougher than we did. Mum and Dad would insist the boy come around
to the house to pick her up or spend time with her there. Dad would sit in the
lounge with them glaring at the poor boy over the top of his paper, until my
Mum would come along and drag him out to the kitchen for a cup of tea.” Liam
chuckled at the memory of poor Molly and her suitors.
“Ha!” She snorted.” I can top
that, how would Molly have liked it if your father had told her boyfriends that
he used to be an undertaker and he knew how to dispose of the body? I assure you only the bravest of boys
returned for a second date.” She spit out a bit ruefully. “Tell me he didn’t. He must have been an absolute horror to a
young girls’ social life.” I said as I gave her a cuddle. “He was in the
beginning he lightened up a bit after my Mother reminded him that if he trusted
the boys he should have some faith in me as well. He says he wasn’t worried about me but rather
about the boys I brought home. I’m
surprised I ever got my first kiss with my Dad on the scene.” She giggled. She could do that now but I’m sure at the
time it was the bane of her existence. “So
tell me about your first kiss.” I asked her gently. For some reason as much as I wished I had
been the one that had given it to her, I hoped it was a memory that she still
cherished.
“That was a long time ago
surely you don’t want to hear about that?” she said skeptically but I nodded
affirmatively at her. “It was really
rather sweet, we were standing talking on the front porch after we’d spend the
evening watching a movie on television.
The sun had faded from view, and the stars were trying to come out
despite the fact that it had that feel in the air like we were about to get
some rain. Crickets were chirping and it
was a lovely night out all in all. He
leaned into me and kissed me on the cheek.
I remember being totally shocked, and asked him why he did that. He looked down at his shoes and said “Because
I like you.” Grinned at me then leapt over the railing hopped on his ten speed
and took off like a streak of lightening.” She smiled at the memory. “It
started raining but I didn’t care, I thought I was the luckiest girl in the
world at that moment. When I finally
went inside the phone was ringing, it was him, and all he wanted was to say
good night. He rang me two more times
that night on his way home as he stopped at every pay phone he could find on
his way, and he phoned me again when he got home. All those phone calls drove my Dad nuts and he grumbled to my
Mom about it.” She added laughingly.
“It sounds like the perfect
first kiss.” And I held her close and grazed my lips against her temple. “It
was and I remember it fondly, but I much preferred our first kiss.” And she
tilted her head towards me. Our lips met
and settled into a warm, loving affirmation of the fact that she found the
kisses we shared superior to all others she had ever experienced. I loved the way she was always able to make
me feel like I was the most special person in the world to her. The truth of that fact was evident to me
whenever I looked into her eyes, saw the smile on her face, felt her touch, or
heard it in the caress of her voice. “So
whatever happened to good old whatshisname?” I asked merely because I was
curious more than anything if she had kept track of him after all this time. “The
last I heard he was living in Vancouver and was happily married to some guy
named Stephen, I believe the chaps name was.”
She answered in a matter of fact way.
I have to admit I was a bit
startled but quickly regained my composure. “That must have come as a bit of
shock to you to find that out.” She
merely shrugged. “I guess, but I decided when I found that fact out years later
not to let it mar the memory of my first kiss.
I still see it as a sweet innocent expression of affection between the
two of us.” Lorelei added in her own philosophical manner. “It was.” I drew her
close and kissed her softly. If anything the experience she had just shared
with me made me have even more respect for her.
No matter what happened she just took it in stride, and tried to always
see it in the best possible light. A
great many women might have found the experience of discovering what she had
unsettling and perhaps even made them question themselves. It may have caused them to ponder their own
attractiveness or appeal but not her. She remained confident and secure in her
own being and accepted the way that it had been at the time. The memory hadn’t changed in the slightest
for her, the only thing that had changed was what she now knew about that once
awkward boy who had years ago stared at his shoes and uttered “because I like
you.”
“I like you too, you know.” I
told her softly, as I managed to ease her onto my lap and cuddle her
close. “Oh do you?” she returned with
that impish grin on her face and a glint in her eyes. “Uh, huh, heaps.” Then I kissed her but it wasn’t
on the cheek, and I’m pretty sure she knew that I wasn’t shy or awkward when it
came to her and being able to express my affection for her. When the kiss was
broken she fanned herself with her hand, and feigning her best southern belle
accent said. “Why I do declare, Mr.
Conlin you simply take my breath away with kisses like that. I shall surely need to take to my bed with
the vapours if you continue such behaviour sir.”
“I should be happy to oblige
you Madame.” I scooped her into my arms, and stood up as I began to stride
purposefully towards the sliding doors into the house. Rhett Butler obviously never had to deal with
sliding doors. He would have just kicked the door open for dramatic effect. I on the other hand didn’t have that option
available to me so my entry may have been a lot more awkward, but such was
reality. We managed to make it, perhaps not as regally as it would have come
off in the movies but still the sense of gallantry I had was evident. Striding down the hall to the bedroom and
gently laying her back on the pillows, I could almost imagine the two us
dressed for the roles we had taken on in a moment of spontaneity. I’d be quite dapper in a waist coat with
matching trousers. Lorelei of course
would be a magnificent beauty in her frock, which would accentuate the curves
of her body and delicateness of her features.
Soft wings of hair would frame
her lovely face, while the rest would be braided and pulled back into an
intricately woven bun held in place by a decorative hair net. I’d long to remove it and free those long
glorious locks of hers.
In the here and the now I
ravished her face and neck with kisses, feeling the heat of my passionate
kisses searing her smooth cool flesh.
Drinking her in with my eyes as I slowly undressed her, revelling in
each moment of it. Watching the way her eyes shone as I finally unclothed
myself and revealed my nakedness to her. Her eyes spoke volumes as to her
thoughts and feelings. Spreading her
arms in welcome to me I took my rightful place in them. They closed around me enveloping me in a veil
of her love that was always waiting for me.
Our bodies entwined themselves around each other, like vines and bound
us together. It amazed me how I could feel such a strong life force coursing
through my veins every time we made love. All my senses were heightened and
magnified by the experience and I felt so alive. She pushed my boundaries and challenged me in
so many ways, and I was enraptured by it.
Normally we would have
engaged in endless foreplay exploring and teasing each other but right now the
need was more one of needing to connect.
I was more than physically ready and I knew she was by the look of
hunger she had in her eyes for me. I nudged my swollen head against her
entrance to paradise and could feel the slick wetness there. Her hips rose to
meet me bidding me to enter, and I slid into her in one long endless
stroke. Buried in the warmth and wetness
that awaited me, my head began to swim. The
sensations of having Liam caress my inner depths like this thrilled me beyond
my wildest dreams. I felt every ridge of
his maleness as it sunk deep within my inner most sanctuary. In moments like this I felt totally connected
with him and felt we were unified and became one soul, joined together as
completely as we ever could be.
Sweet waves of rapture swept over me as I
looked in those impassioned liquid pools of his eyes. My hands ran through his glossy hair and my
fingers traced the strong manly features of his face. I felt as though I would burst I was so
overcome and filled with love for him. Our intense need to join together having
been met, we now took our time, gently caressing each other. Savouring the tenderness between us, there
was no need for us to rush the experience now.
We were alive, completely energized and so in tune with each other. We were both tireless in our desire to
explore each other and commit each detail to memory no matter how minute a
detail it may seem. I knew each small
bump along his vertebrae, the muscled tone of his shoulders, arms and
chest. If you had blindfolded me and given me a
single strand of hair from various destinations on his body I would have been
able to tell you their origin. I knew the ones that were smooth and sleek, the
ones that were coarse little bristles, and even the kinky curls which were
somewhere in between the two.
I knew the location, size and shape of every
scar on his body. I knew the story
behind each and every single one of them and knew how and when they came to be. I loved the fact we shared everything, we
shared our hopes and dreams and even our darkest fears. Liam was my best friend, my lover and my
world and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Liam was such a gentle lover,
taking his time with slow even thrusts and my hips would rise to meet him. Our thighs would press against each other, meeting
in their own form of a kiss, with each thrust.
The gentle way he rained kisses over my shoulders, neck and face when
he’d remain buried inside my depths. His
hands cupped my breasts and massaged them. The warmth of his breath thrilling
me to my core as it whispered across my flesh.
Most of all I loved to look deeply into his
eyes, and they wordlessly told me everything that was in his heart. Best of all I knew they reflected what were
in my own eyes, all the love and devotion it was possible to have. They weren’t tangible gifts but were
inestimable in their value, for they encompassed all the best things that life
could offer. We each gave and accepted
the others gift, for they were given with open and willing hearts, and had no
limitations placed upon them. Even with the slow deliberate movements the
passion in us rose and our climaxes became inevitable. We already knew the signs in the other that
it was approaching, and we wanted to hold on as long as we could so that we
could cross the line into that magic realm together. To be lost with each other, carried on wave
after wave of pleasure, to float through the sea of ecstasy and share the
experience as one.
At its neared I coiled my legs around his
torso and threw my arms around his neck and drew him into me. His body tensed
before finally allowing himself to begin to empty himself into the abyss and my
own creamy secretions mingled with his, as I called out his name again and
again. My body of its own accord coaxed each drop of that precious viscoscious
core energy of his into my own. We clung together in the aftermath, basking in
the closeness we had just shared.
Whispered, repetitions of “I love you my darling’” echoed back and forth
between the two of us. It became a
mantra that allowed us to enter a higher state of consciousness. “Do you think it’s always just going to just
keep getting better between the two of us?” Liam asked his voice barely audible
as if he were afraid it would break the spell we were under.
I nodded at him. “I do.” I intoned softly. “Please remember those words Lorelei. They’ll
come in handy in the future.” Liam reminded me.
“Darling man of mine, it shall be my great honour to exchange vows with
you, and it will be a day I shall always cherish and will hold in my heart
forever.” With that pronouncement his
lips sought out mine and they melded together. We lay coupled together, until
the realization that the hour was growing late came upon us, in the form of a
furry four footed chaperone named Barclay that was demanding his nightly snack
with plaintive meows as he landed on the foot of the bed. “When we start a family we are so going to
have to remember to shut the door to the bedroom and teach the kids to knock
before entering.” He grumbled good naturedly at Barclays’ interruption. I started to get up to go take care of
Barclay. “No, you stay I’ll take care of
the little guy. Might as well get some
practice in with this Dad stuff.” Liam quickly said. “Thanks sweetheart and I
suppose this gesture had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that you’re
famished after working up an appetite?” I teased him. “Well you know, now that you mention it I
could force a little something down.” He answered back with that distinctive
twinkle in his eyes. “Go on. I’ll be there in a minute to join you two
boys.” I giggled at him as he slipped out of bed and padded across the floor.
He was of course still naked after our love
making session, and I couldn`t help but appreciate his form as he sauntered
away. “It really is rather magnificent isn’t
it?” he called over his shoulder. “Rats,
I’ve been busted, yet again.” I thought “How does he instinctively know that
I’m checking him out. Does he have eyes in the back of his head or what?” “The answer is years of teaching my dear.”
And with that he disappeared out the door as I called after him. I chuckled inwardly apparently there would
never be secrets between us as we could read each read the others mind it
appeared. I went in to the bathroom to
freshen up a bit. I thought of slipping
on Liam’s bathrobe but changed my mind and left it hanging on the hook behind
the door. I pranced to the kitchen naked
as a jay bird, to find Barclay with his nose in a bowl of yogurt, and Liam
lounging against the counter with a glass of milk in one hand and an apple in
the other.
He grinned upon seeing that I had remained
naked as well and held the apple out to me.
“Care for a bite?” “Shouldn’t I
be the one offering you the apple?” I questioned as I accepted the proffered
fruit and took a bite out of it, and returned it to him. He shrugged “What can I say I’m an equal
opportunity kind of a guy.” And we both laughed I took a glass out of the cabinet and went
over to the fridge where I poured myself a glass of milk, then joined him back
at the counter. He’d finished the apple by the time I rejoined him. “Would you like me to make you a snack?” I offered. “I would but it’s usually not a
good idea for me to eat too much so close to bedtime. It’s tempting though to say yes as I know it
would be a totally awesome snack. I’ll take a rain check on it though.” He said
a bit wistfully obviously thinking a snack would have been a rather good idea.
“Okay, I’ll just tidy up a bit then we’ll,
get ready for bed.” I bent over to pick up Barclays’ now empty dish that had
contained his snack and I could feel Liam’s eyes running up and down my legs
and fixating on my bottom. He gave me a low whistle of appreciation and I
giggled as I stood up and placed the dishes in the dishwasher. “There are some definite advantages to this
living together stuff.” He’d silently sidled up behind me and wrapped his arms
around me and nuzzled my neck playfully. “I know. I’ve discovered a few of my own.” I said as I
reached behind me and caressed the semi hardness that pressed against me. One of his hands slowly strayed up to my
breast and he cupped it his hand and squeezed it gently. “We start this again
and we’ll never get any sleep and you’ll be cranky in the morning.” I warned
him. “True, but isn’t it a great reason
not to go to sleep?” He whispered into my ear and the heat of his breath sent
shivers through me.
Reluctantly we opted for being responsible
adults, after exchanging a few passionate kisses and warm loving caresses. He padded off to lock up, and I had to grin
as his joy stick which brought me so much pleasure bobbed about as he walked. I
was in the bathroom brushing my teeth when he returned from locking up and
making sure lights were turned off and the little nightly things one did prior
to retiring for the evening. I reached
up and gave him a kiss on the cheek as I finished and then went and turned down
the bed and crawled in while he brushed his teeth and freshened up a bit. His
silhouette moved silently through the darkened room and he slid into bed beside
me. My body curled around him and
snuggled in. This was one of my
favourite parts of the day, just being able to lie next to him, secure in his
loving embrace, talking quietly, sharing laughter and kisses, before finally
drifting off to sleep. “I hope we’ll always be this happy with each other.” I
sighed.
“Oh we will be.” He assured me. “It might not always happen quite so
naturally in the years to come, especially if we decide to raise a family
together, but then we’ll just work harder to make it a reality for us. Some things are just worth investing the time
and effort in, and you and I are totally worth it.” “Sounds like you’ve already
given the matter some serious thought before this.” “I have, I used to have a lot of time on my
hands at night, when I’d be lying here in bed to think. I’d wonder if that beautiful woman I saw every
morning on the bus could ever possibly come to care for me even a little. Then my mind would fast forward to the future
I’d build with you, if I was ever fortunate enough to make you mine. Everybody tells you that you’d better enjoy
the honeymoon phase as it’s over all too soon.
But I never thought it had to be like that, maybe I’m just a hopeless
romantic or maybe I just view relationships differently than other people do
Lor. I just know I wanted it all and I’m
determined to have it.”
“I think I know exactly what you mean Liam
and I feel the same way you do. Life
takes over and throws a lot of different curve balls at you that you have to
deal with in daily life. Things happen,
children come along, parents will age and need more of your time and help,
there are work demands, bills to pay, unexpected illnesses and so many other
things it boggles the mind, and can send your brain into sensory overload.” I told
him. “Exactly my point, see I knew we
were on the same page about things.” And he excitedly continued. “You have to
take the time to make time for things that are important in life. I always want us to be a priority for each
other, and if that means things like arranging a specific date night, and
setting aside a specific time to be together each day then we’ll do it. I’m a romantic Lorelei but I’m also very much
a realist with my feet firmly planted in reality.
Things won’t always go as planned and we’ll
have our disagreements, but I know we can work through them, but I want us to
go on forever. I want to make this work,
not go down in flames and then fizzle out.
I’ve seen it happen too many times before to people, they get complacent
take each other for granted and end up alone and bitter.” “That’s not going to happen to us Liam, not
ever. You and I know how to communicate
with each other, and yes we will have the odd row over things I’m sure, but
we’ll sort it out and become better and stronger as a couple as a result of having worked out our
issues. You and I together Liam will be
a force to be reckoned with.” I promised him. “That is just more validation as
to why I love you so much and why you truly are the one and only woman for me.” With that said he enraptured me in a kiss
that stole my breath and if he hadn’t already possessed it, it would have
stolen my heart as well.
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