0 comments/ 12862 views/ 0 favorites Dreams Come True By: Jerica Tyler Note here: When I refer to Stefan, I mean (Swedish power metal superstars) HammerFall's guitarist Stefan Elmgren, When I refer to Magnus, I mean HF's bassist Magnus Rosen. Got it? Good. Also this story is from Stefan's POV and HammerFall (Stefan, Magnus, lead guitarist Oscar Dronjak, singer Joacim Cans and other members, including former drummer Patrik Rafling, who are all mentioned in this story) do not belong to me, they belong to themselves. Also this is a work of fiction and to the best of knowledge, none of the claims here are true. Ok, enough legal stuff and introductions here, let's get to the smut. Touring can be a real bitch and I really mean it from the bottom of my heart. Hours in a cramped bus and sharing a tiny living space with four other guys, all the while sleeping in a space no further than five feet away from the bathroom. Fun. However, this tour has one thing that makes it a little less miserable: our new bassist Magnus Rosen. I want him so fucking bad it kills me. Hell, who wouldn't want someone like Magnus with his long light brown hair, come-fuck-me-eyes and soft-looking lips? Notice I said "want", not "will ever get", and since he is straight (at least, I think he is.) and would never sleep with another man, especially "his little bud", as he calls me. (He is 35 and I am 23.) Oh well, a guy can dream, can't he? Doesn't mean he gets to touch though. And since I can't be with him, I am in a constant state of frustration since the bunk next to mine belongs to none other than Magnus, who just happens to sleep naked. (I know this because I have opened his curtain and watched him sleep on more than one occasion.) In fact, right now, as I sit in my bunk writing this, Magnus is resting only two feet from me, and even though thinking about it makes me want to show myself some love right here and right now, I show a little respect and take the time to close my curtain. (since Joacim, Oscar and Patrik could walk in at any given moment and catch me with my pants down, masturbating to our bassist.) This taken care of, I lower myself to a reclining position, unzip my jeans and kick them off as I toss my shirt to the floor. My body responds by shivering slightly as I squirt some lube into my hand, take my 8 inch uncut cock into my hands and begin gently tugging on my foreskin with one hand and stroking my now-uncovered shaft with the other. "Fuck, this feels so good", I think as I squeeze my eyes closed and bite my lip. concentrating hard on getting myself off, and about fifteen minutes later... just as I am getting ready to explode, I feel a soft kiss on my neck and my hand is gently removed from my shaft by one that has now begun to stroke my cock. "Mmmmm, you know what I like, don't you baby?" I purr sexily as I thrust hard into my unseen lover's hand. They then respond by stroking me a few more times and then climbing on top of me, enabling me to feel a hard cock pressing against my stomach and leaving me to wonder, "Which of my bandmates likes me enough to be doing this?" I get my answer when I hear a muffled groan, "Fuck you're so hot, Stefan. I want you so much." causing me to stammer "Who? What? Why?", as I thrust my body up to meet his. He then responds as his cock rubs against mine, leaving a trail of precum on the tip of my cock as he whispers, and "Baby, it's me Magnus. I know how badly you've wanted me, and since I can't deny my feelings any longer, I just have got to make love to you and feel you shiver against me." I was in shock and crying with joy and it must have been evident to Magnus, because he then dried my eyes, speaking soothingly to me, "It's okay, open your eyes now. Or don't you want to see me?" At this, I open my eyes, gasping out, "Oh fuck yeah, I want to see you." as I reach gently for his own uncut cock and wrap my hand around him, stroking him softly and kissing his sweet lips while I stroke. Magnus bites my lips slightly as I stroke, and I think "Well, I must be doing something right.", as his thrusts become more urgent and he bites harder, drawing blood, making me want to cry out in pain, but I don't want to ruin his mood, so I keep quiet and continue. However, Magnus is a gentle lover and upon realizing that I was bleeding panics, "Oh my God, I hurt you, didn't I? Baby please don't be upset." and without waiting for an answer gently withdrew my hand from his cock, placing it in his own hand and drew me to his warm body, my head on his manly chest. Snuggling close and feeling safe and loved, I felt confident enough to open my mouth and take one of his nipples into my eager mouth, eliciting a moan of ecstasy from his lips and sending waves of pleasure all through his body, and when I finished on that nipple. I moved on to other, eliciting another moan and more waves. I am sucking and licking when I feel the familiar sensation of my cock hardening, and as I suck my friend's nipples, his hand reaches down to touch me. I pretend not to notice, caring more about his pleasure than my own, but he grips harder as he purrs teasingly, "Got a little bit of tension there Stefan? Let me take care of that for you.", as he pulls away from me, parting my legs and sliding between them. And that's all it takes, because I am on him in an instant, urging him onto his back so I can get between those long legs to return the favor he is about to give to me and no more than five minutes later, we were locked together in a 69, our legs on each other's shoulders, our cocks in each other's mouths. Licking and sucking, we caressed each other's asses as our bodies became as one. And before, we knew what was happening to us Magnus panted, "Oh my fucking God I'm gonna cum........ Here it fucking comes... get ready." as he fed me. Swallowing, I removed my hand from its position on his ass and moved it to his right thigh, making small circles with my finger. Magnus then sighed softly and sped up his pace, hammering my ass with his fingers and giving me the best head that I have ever had in my life, causing my own release, as I heard a voice that didn't even sound like my own cry out, "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fucking hell. Swallow my load. Take my cock down your throat." I felt my cock throb as a blast of my hot cum slid down my friend's throat. Finally sated, we rolled off of each other (and since we were so tired from making oral love, we opted out of actual penetration lovemaking until morning) and stretched out, his head on my chest, our arms wrapped around each other, as I rolled onto my side, looked into Magnus' eyes and said, "I love you. I don't care if you ever love me back, but I just want you to know that I love you so much that I'll sleep with you as long as you want me to." Magnus' eyes registered both hurt and surprise as he looked back into my eyes and said, "Stefan, you think I did this just for sex, don't you? Well, I didn't. I love you too. I've loved you since Oscar hired me and I saw your face. I just hoped one day you'd love me back...and you do." "But," he continued, "I will forgive you.... only if you promise me you'll love me as much as I love you." "You don't even have to make me promise such a thing... you know I do", I said as I kissed him full on the lips, moaning as his tongue slid between my lips and caressing my own tongue with his as I found my hand in his long hair, holding his face close to mine, and I snuggled close to Magnus and asked, "Does this mean that we are a couple now? And if so, do you think we should tell Joacim, Oscar and Patrik about our relationship?" "Well", said Magnus, "To answer your first question, yes. For the second, really it's none of their damn business and anyway I think they can figure it out on their own, if they really feel the need to know, and as much I love you and love talking to you, I'm tired and I need to sleep so we can finish this tomorrow, ok?" I just responded by agreeing and smiling against his mouth as he lifted his head and we kissed once more, only this time to say goodnight, and no sooner than I had looked down to adore the perfection that was my Magnus, his head was on my shoulder and his eyes were closed in peaceful sleep. He looked so wonderful lying there that all I could do was smile once more and kiss his hair, as I whispered, "You look like a sleeping angel, and you are....my angel." and not long after I had uttered these words, I was asleep as well, my arms around my lover, dreaming of what tomorrow would bring us. To be continued... Dreams Come True I had been trying to get my wife interested in swinging for ages and after chatting on the net for a few months to a guy, we finally decided to meet one day face to face. And if we were all happy we would meet at a motel in another small town further north from here. We met for a coffee and chatted for an hour and then went separate ways to talk privately. My wife was keen so we rang him on his cell phone and told him to go ahead and get a motel and we would meet him there. We hadn't really discussed condoms, tho I had brought about twelve with us to the motel...lol flavored ones and all. We went out for dinner and drinks at a pub so we could watch a big rugby game on telly that night, then we went to a night club. My wife loves to dance and she was having a good night just dancing, until we noticed the time which by then was about 1.00 am plus we were all getting a little drunk. We went back to the motel where we had a bottle of wine and while I was talking to Simon my wife went and had a shower and changed into a very small teddy. At one point Simon asked if he should go join her in there because she was taking so long. I said sure but he could scare her with her being so shy, and she had said to me right from the start she would only ever have sex with someone else if I was there. When she finally came out she sat on the bed next to Simon and started talking to us both, the motel had two king size beds in the one room, and I was sitting on the other facing them. The only real problem I have with that night is the amount I drank and the time we blew dancing at the club. Having drunk to much I don't remember everything, and I'm not sure how or who started things rolling but I do remember my wife looking at me and saying are you sure? And I love you.. I nodded and said yes it's for you just as much as it's for me. She said I love you about 3 or 4 times... maybe a little guilt I don't know, maybe just showing her feelings to me before she let her hair down. They were really going for it kissing and rubbing each other, she was no longer shy. She stopped and looked at me again and told me to get over here... and at that point I didn't need to be asked twice. From here I didn't get to watch much at all of what she was doing to him or what he was doing to her. I do know she was kissing me and getting licked and sucked, and then she would swap and kiss him while I would lick her. Another time she stopped and asked me to get a flavored condom, which I got up to get... I did watch her open that and roll it onto Simons cock, but as soon as she started sucking him with her arse sticking up in the air I went behind her and spread her bum and started licking her from behind. From there on I don't remember a lot until she had me lying on my back, and was sucking my cock while Simon was fucking her doggie style. When I heard him say can I come in you? And she replied, yes. That was enough to send me over the edge and I started to cum. She pulled my cock out of her mouth and I cum all over her face and in her hair. After we had rested for a while I got her a towel so she could clean up and that's when I noticed the condom on the floor, Simon hadn't warn it when he fucked her..... There is a lot more to this but I know it really turned me on sharing her like that, and later when Simon fell asleep I spooned her and fucked her from behind while she lay facing Simon. She was so wet and full of cum it felt great. My wife told be she woke up about 7.00 am and She climbed on top of Simon slid down and sucked him hard then came back up and inserted his cock in for another round... I slept through most of it and woke just as she was hoping off him... So I spooned her again and fucked until I cum in her again. We left the motel about 9.00am and drove the 50 minute drive home, had something to eat and went straight to bed where we made love again. What a weekend every time we talked about what we had done we ended up horny as hell and now while I fuck her doggie, (which is one of her favorites by the way) before I cum I lean close to her ear and ask if I can cum in her? And she will say yes, which just makes me cum even harder. When I asked her about why the condom wasn't on Simon she told me she didn't like the taste of it after a little while when she was sucking him so she had just pulled it off him.. All I can say really is what a weekend Well for someone that doesn't write much this seems like a book, I hope you can follow it...LOL Dreams Come True The night started as a typical night. I sat on the couch, laptop on. She was on the love seat, watching some of the reruns that play on Sunday nights. Having just had some pancakes, we were both fairly satisfied. She decided to go in the room, as usual, to read her books. I, of course, was not finished playing one of a dozen random games. A couple hours go past, and I realize it is one o'clock in the morning. I shut down the computer, turn off the television, and go into the bedroom. Kicking off my clothes, I debate whether to turn on the TV or not. Nah too tired and I don't want to wake her up. She looks so peaceful when she sleeps. I crawl under the covers and give her a quick hug. Doing so I notice she is naked, which is strange for her. She usually has at least a night shirt on. It must have been a good book she was reading. I turn over, snuggle down and close my eyes. *** Fifteen min later, I am staring at the wall, thinking that getting to sleep won't be that easy. Tired of my insomnia, my mind drifts to the world of the fantasy book I am currently reading. Dragons, witches, adventures, breasts. Wait, what? I do have a dirty mind if as I try to sleep, all I think about is sex? Or am I just a man? And as a man, I am thinking of what I would do to my girl. I remembered that a few months ago, I got bored and just suck my finger in her pussy as she slept. She told me the next day that she had dreamt of having sex, and it felt great. I than sat up with an amazing idea. If one finger sitting there made her dream of great sex, what would sex make her dream of? I turn over and find her bare leg under the blanket. Slowly I inch my hand up, tentatively feeling her lips. I feel a little hear radiating out of her little slit, telling me her book must have been good. She was already on her back, which game me a perfect access. Gently as not to wake her, I slide on finger into her cunt. As it sits there, I feel her juices starting to flow. I start to wiggle my finger, listening for any sounds of her waking up. Nothing yet. Easily, I move my finger up and down, and in and out. I want to stick another finger in, but I want her to get used to just a little at a time. After a bit, I gently bring my face down, and start to lick her clit. I feel she has gotten so wet that I bring my finger up to lick it real quick before I put it back with a fellow finger joining in. rocking them back and forth, I rub as much of her insides as I can reach. With out her normal reactions, I am not sure if I am hitting what I am aiming for. She squirms a little, so I slow it down. When she settles I start to bring the tempo up a little. All of a sudden, her feet pick up her body and settles her down on her side, all this with my fingers still in her. I am not sure if she just had an orgasm or not, but I think I felt a little tightening around my fingers. Smiling, I keep it up, occasionally tonguing her clit. She shifts back onto her back, than onto her other side, and I feel how wet she has gotten. I can no longer resist the urges building up lower and lower in my body. At a slightly awkward position, I try to penetrate her. I finally find the perfect angle, and sigh as my throbbing cock slides easily into her saturated pussy. She gasps, and I know she is feeling it too. Pumping in and out, I feel exactly how tight her pussy is when she lies on her side. The thrill, the wait, and the feeling are all just too much and I cum all over her side. Softly wiping up after myself, I think that, although unusual, it was good I came quickly. I didn't want to wake her from her slumber, as I still had some plans. I quietly reach into the end table by her side and rummage around. She has so many toys, that it is hard to find the one I am looking for. Using the light from her cell phone, I do manage to locate the perfect one. Four inches in length, and just right for the job I will soon give it. I stick it all the way into her pussy, making sure the lips cover it so all of it was in. This was, so when she wakes up in a few hours, she would know that it wasn't just a dream. Even now as I write this in the soft glow of a candle, she lies next to me, restless, moaning softly as I am sure her dreams are turning into wild fantasies. I take frequent breaks to lean over and whisper in her ear to drive her dreams where I want them to go. I reach down to feel how the dildo is staying, and feel that she has gotten so wet, the sheets under her are soaking up the excess dripping out. I am thinking of pulling out her plug and letting my cock taste her one last time before sleep. I can not wait to hear how she feels tomorrow. Dreams Come True If happiness was in the cards for Nadine Woodrow, God had misplaced the deck. She stood with her back to the wind, her leather jacket pulled tight around her frame, and her hair tossing helter-skelter around her shoulders. Shoving the dark, riotous mess away from her face, Nadine barely noticed the tears that were quickly drying on her cheeks. As she moved her hand down from her hair, the meager sunlight that randomly peeked from the clouds caught her engagement ring and made it gleam. She felt it was mocking her. She was right. ~*~*~ Standing at the stove, her hair in a messy ponytail, Nadine stirred the chili she had made. After her trip to town, some comfort food was in order. Such a mundane task as making the meal calmed her nerves and her frazzled senses. She had known, but she had been in denial. But when the proof stared at you from the front of a seedy motel an hour away, you couldn't deny it any longer. Nadine glanced at the clock. He was due home from work any time. Her eyes then drifted to the windowsill above the sink. On the ledge, her engagement ring again twinkled- or was that her imagination? Either way, she hadn't been able to stomach it being on her finger one moment longer. Right on time, Don pulled into the driveway. Nadine's nerves flared up anew. She again turned to the stove, and jumped when he shut the front door behind him. "Hi honey. Mmm, that smells wonderful. You've been slaving away on your day off, haven't you?" Don came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Yep. It's been a very busy day." "The house looks great. No one cleans like you do." Don laughed and kissed her neck, then turned her loose to grab a cola from the refrigerator. Nadine's skin crawled where his lips touched her. Just hours ago, they'd been planted on his secretary. If that wasn't a clichéd affair, she didn't know what was. He could have at least been a little more imaginative. One of the maids that cleaned the office building, or the chick that fixed the copier. Don settled down at the bar and flipped open the newspaper. He read and took swigs from his can, just like it was any other day. 'How can he be so calm, so collected? What kind of man is he really that he can bold-face lie to me, then sit there like all is well in the world?' Nadine shuddered. How long had it been going on? Long enough he was good at lying? Long enough he was good at pretending? Evidentially so. "How was your day?" Nadine tightened her grip on the ladle as she spooned it into a bowl. "Not bad. We got the Barrington account, which is great. Then we had a late lunch meeting with some of the bigwigs. Nothing major. Just a great day. A day to celebrate. I thought we could go out later on. Spend some time together." Nadine turned and set the bowl in front of him. She waited until he got the first spoonful to his lips, waiting for it to cool, and she waited until he was taking a hesitant taste before she spoke. "Why? You already celebrated with your secretary. What do you need me for?" Don jumped as the spoon tilted too far and he poured the scalding liquid into his mouth. Dribbles of chili dripped down his chin. "Nadine! For God's sake. That's ridiculous! I think I have third degree burns." He frantically wiped off his mouth and shirt, and took a drink of his pop. "Pity for her. You might be out of commission for a few days." "Nadine, sweetheart, what are you talking about? Don't be ridiculous." Don sat on the edge of anger. He'd burnt himself, he'd been caught, and he was trying to keep his cool. "I took the liberty of packing your bags while your chili simmered. They're upstairs. I didn't feel like carrying them down. So knock yourself out." Suddenly, Nadine snapped out of numb mode and into anger. She stomped to the sink. "And take your goddamn ring, you worthless son of a bitch." She pitched it at him, striking him right below his eye. Don howled. "Nadine, let's talk this through. I don't know what gave you the idea I am having an affair, but-" "Spare me. What gave me the idea? I stood outside the Rodeside Inn not five hours ago and saw your car! I stood there, shocked, then had the presence of mind to hide, and I waited for you to come out! And you did. With Amy. And ya know what? I saw her laughingly wipe lipstick off your cheek, and then I watched you kiss her again. And still I stood there. I've had a feeling for a while now, and I decided to investigate. How long, Don?" "Nadine, I don't know-" "I asked you a fucking question. How. Long." Nadine was shaking. Don sighed and wiped his hand over his face. To his credit he looked her in the eye. "About four months." Nadine nodded jerkily, then froze. "I know." "You started this... this... fling, with her, a month after you proposed to me?" "I know, Nadine. I'm sorry." "Fuck you and your apology. Get out." "Nadine, I think we should talk about-" "I swear to you, if you stay here one more minute, they only thing we'll be discussing is which casket you would like. Get. Out." Nadine spoke through clenched teeth. Don shook his head sadly, then turned and left the kitchen. Nadine served herself a bowl of chili and sat down. She began to eat, because that's how you do it in the real world. The earth keeps spinning, and life goes on. She didn't even blink as she heard Don make several trips to his car. She didn't look when he spoke her name from the doorway. She didn't falter when she heard his car start and him pull out of the drive. It was many minutes later, when the house was quiet that she moved. She shoved the bowl out of her way, laid her head down on her arms, and cried. ~*~ The light rain drizzled down out of the charcoal sky, dampening the yellowed leaves on the trees, along with everything else. The temperatures had plunged into the forties for a high, and it was only mid-October. Inside Nadine's house, the furnace was running and candles were lit. She sat in jeans and a sweatshirt, bundled in a blanket in front of her computer. She was ready. If Kain would just hurry up and sign on, she'd be set. After Nadine's failed relationship with Don, she went into hiding. Well, not really. She still worked, still spent time with her family, and still socialized with her friends. But the romance department was lacking. She couldn't trust herself. She had spent three years with a man she figured out she didn't know, and it scared her. Her friends constantly proclaimed that they had the 'perfect' man for her, and tried to set her up. After the fourth date, she put her foot down. No more. She was done. However, she thought that fate might be working for her for once. Three months into her celibacy, she met Kain online. For a while they just chatted in passing, whenever they happened to catch each other. Then they started looking for one another, and the chats got more and more personal. He knew everything about her. She felt like there was nothing left to tell. In turn, she knew everything about him. Nadine truly liked him, but part of her held back. The part that had been broken and jaded with Don's betrayal. She didn't really know Kain... not really. She was scared. Kain was understanding, since he had been through basically the same thing. When he was young and dumb he had cheated on his first wife and she left him. He didn't understand until years later when his second wife cheated on him. He finally 'got' how deep the hurt can do, and how damaging it can be to your self-worth. Five years later he started looking for someone, and after several failed attempts, he met Nadine. She was pretty sure she was in love with him, and she was also pretty sure he felt the same. If she could only work up the nerve to meet him, she could grant them both the possibility of happiness. But that part of her, the hurt, wasn't easily convinced. It had been just about a year, but there was still some damage. Nadine had been lost in thought and when her screen blooped at her, she jumped. It was him. Finally. And it was a rather long message. 'Hey sweetie. I had kind of a long day. I am so glad to finally be home and to get to talk to you. I just wanted to make sure you know how much you mean to me. I look forward to getting home, like you're really here waiting for me. I know what you've been through and I know you're scared... but I want to meet you so badly, that I ache. Can I call you?' Nadine leaned away from the screen with wide eyes. They had talked on the phone before, but with respect for her skittishness he always asked before he called. But he'd never come on so strong. For a moment she hesitated, then typed back. 'I'm glad you're home too. You mean a lot to me also. I kind of wish I was really waiting for you... yes, call me.' After what seemed like only two seconds, her phone rang. They exchanged pleasantries for a few minutes, and finally he paused. "Ya still there?" Nadine laughed breathlessly. "I am. Sorry. I am working up my nerve." He exhaled. "For what?" "I want to meet you Nadine. If you're as sweet and precious in real life as you are on here and on the phone, I'm going to die a happy man. I haven't pushed for anything, but I am miserable. I want to hold you. I want to love you. Please Nadine, meet me tonight. Anywhere you want. We'll do anything you want. Just please say yes." For the rest of her days, Nadine probably won't ever be able to explain why she said what she did, but before she knew what happened, her mouth opened and she said, "Come here." Silence. "Are you sure?" Kain's voice was husky. "I am." She gave him directions, and he said he'd be there in about an hour, give or take if he got lost. They hung up and Nadine threw off her blanket, stumbled and ran for the bathroom. After the world's quickest shower, she hurriedly shaved her legs, put on lotion and deodorant and threw some gel in her hair. A quick look in her closet revealed nothing sexy, so her favorite jeans and a yellow sweater would have to do. Make up was next, and after the flurry of panic wore off, she stopped and really looked at herself in the mirror, like she hadn't in a year. Scared hazel eyes stared out at her reflection. She looked terrified. Trying to smooth her features, she gave herself a couple squirts of perfume. Her hair was still damp, but the gel was keeping it from frizzing. It was so dark it was almost black, and looking now, she was in dire need of a haircut. How long had it been? Five months, eight? It didn't matter. She'd do that tomorrow. All in all, she was still beautiful. At twenty nine, she had a few fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and laugh lines bracketing her mouth. She used to smile so much. It's a wonder the past year hadn't smoothed those suckers out. "That's as good as it's getting." Nadine looked at the clock. About five more minutes. Give or take. She smiled. Nervous laughter bubbled and she hoped to God she wasn't leading a crazed lunatic to her sanctuary. The doorbell rang and she nearly jumped out of her skin. He must've driven like a bat out of hell. Taking a deep breath at the door, she opened it just as he pushed the button again. The bell chimed its three tones as they stared at each other. Nadine swallowed and stepped to the side, gesturing with her hand for him to come in. Kain was gorgeous. He had thick dark hair that grazed his collar and the tops of his ears. A lock fell forward and he nervously pushed it back. His eyes were green... the pure green of grass. Proportioned nose, full lips, and a hard jaw line that begged for attention. Nadine stepped to the side as he came forward. They stood in limbo; neither one knowing quite how to act. Kain was pleasantly surprised. She was even more beautiful in person. The pictures he had seen hadn't done her justice. At forty-two, he knew a good woman when he saw her, and Nadine's heart was shining from her eyes. Before he knew what he was about, he stepped forward, fully intending on passing her on his way into the house, but he stopped. Cupping her cheek with one hand, he brushed his lips across hers. Nadine jolted. She hadn't expected that at all. And she really didn't expect the electric charge that shot through her at that brief contact. She didn't have time to shut her eyes, or to think about anything. When his lips lifted, they stayed that way, staring into each other's eyes or a moment. Finally, Kain spoke, "It's very, very nice to finally meet you." Nadine's eyes drifted shut. His voice was honeyed velvet over steel. Was there such a thing? Could a man's voice be as sexy as the rest of him? "I'm glad I gave in. It's nice to meet you too. My god, you're actually flesh and bone." Nadine's nervous laughter betrayed the calm façade she was going for. She turned and led the way into the living room. Kain noticed the computer. "So this is where it happens, huh?" He smiled. "Yep. Now you have all the mental picture ya need." She smiled back. Kain was doing his best to keep her from bolting. Her eyes darted, and she was as nervous as a wild horse. He made small talk, asked her a few light questions, and finally silence fell. That didn't usually happen to them. "Listen, Nadine, I'm not an ax murderer. I'm not going to harm you in any way. I know that's got to be part of why you're so nervous. I know the other part is from your history. But please, sweetie, calm down. I bet your heart's pounding a mile a minute." Kain stepped in front of her and rested his hands on her shoulders. His thumbs rubbed small tight circles, trying to rid her of the tension. "You're right. I had that thought after we hung up. I don't think you'd kill me, not really. But you can never be too careful. And I don't think you'd hurt me.... Either in the physical sense, or the mental one. You aren't him, Kain, and I know that." Nadine let her head drop forward, and gave herself over to his skillful fingers. Again they were quiet, but it wasn't an uncomfortable silence this time. Nadine finally lifted her head, gave him a smile, and offered him something to drink. Once she stepped away and retrieved their beverages, they headed for the couch. Conversation started, and it was like the floodgates were opened. Neither one could shut up. They shared, they joked, they laughed... just when you think you can't know any more about a person, that all changes. Afternoon turned to evening, the sky darkened even more, and the rain kept a steady pace on the roof. The outside world was dark and cold, but inside that house it was all warmth and light and love. They ended up ordering a pizza and having it delivered, joking about how romantic their first date was. Nadine was fine with it. She had no desire to leave their cocoon and go out to a nice restaurant. It was perfect how it was. Kain had no desire to change a thing either. She was beautiful, finally at ease in her own home. She lounged on the couch, leaning back into the arm with her legs curled underneath her. The glow from the candles lent an auburn hue to her thick, dark hair, and an inner light shone from her eyes. She wasn't scared anymore, and she was perfect. Kain checked his watch. It was almost midnight. He sighed. "What is it?" "It's late. I should be going, as much as I hate to. I don't work tomorrow, but I should let you get some sleep." He smiled at her and stood, taking the pizza box into the kitchen. Nadine followed with their empty pop cans. She was so lost in thought she almost ran into him when he stopped at the stove. "Stay." "Pardon me?" Kain was sure he hadn't heard her correctly. "I'd like it if you stayed. I'll take a vacation day tomorrow, and we can go do something. It's just that its late, and its dark, and you don't know exactly where you're going, and I'd hate for you to get lost..." Kain turned to face her as she spoke, and she fiddled with the pop cans nervously. "Nadine, I don't want you to feel like I have to. You don't owe me anything." "I'm not- well, I... I'd just like for you to stay." He smiled at her and took the cans from her grip that had slightly dented them. He tossed them in the trash, then wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her tightly. Nadine's arms draped his shoulders, and one hand slid up into his hair. It was as soft as it looked. She shut her eyes and rested her forehead on his shoulder. He was a good head taller than her, and it was nice. She felt enveloped; she felt safe. "Well, then, Miss Woodrow, let us retire for the night." They stepped away from each other and blew out the candles and turned off the lights. She locked the front door, then led the way to her bedroom. The whole time she asked herself what in the world she was doing, and she really didn't know. All she knew was that her happiness rested in the hands of this man, and she didn't want to let him go quite yet. Nadine pointed out the master bathroom, and he went to use the facilities. She changed quickly into a pair of pajama pants and a tank top, then realized she didn't know what he was supposed to wear. In indecision, she stood at her dresser, and was staring into a drawer when Kain came out of the bathroom. "I don't expect you want to sleep in your clothes, do you?" "It's no problem. They are khakis, so they aren't as bad as jeans." Kain smiled. "This is going to be awkward, and if you don't find it too sacrilegious, I kept a pair of Don's sweatpants because they were so comfortable. You can wear them if you'd like." Nadine laughed nervously. "How would you feel about that?" "I.. it's fine. I consider them mine anyway." Again, that tight laugh. "In effect, you'd be getting into my pants." Kain chuckled, and took the sweatpants from her. "In that case, I'm okay with that." "I'll go to the bathroom, so you can just change in here." Nadine scurried away. Her easy going attitude had vanished. Back to wild horse mode. Kain stripped off his sweater, then his pants, and pulled the sweatpants on. She had tied the string to fit her waist, so he had to fumble with that before he could get them all the way on. Once up, they were too short, but it was better than sleeping in his dress pants. They were also tight- Kain was considerably taller, and more muscular than Don had been. Glancing down, he groaned. The evidence of his liking for Nadine was plainly visible. He figured he better get sat down before she came back in. Unsure of which side was 'hers', he hesitated. Just long enough for her to come out. Her eyes flew wide, and he watched her throat as she swallowed hard. That didn't improve his issue any. "They're a little snug, but better than my own pants." Kain raked a hand through his hair. "You fill them out a hell of a lot better than he did, or than I do for that matter." Nadine laughed, her face flushed. She headed for the bed on the side closest to her, so Kain quickly moved to the opposite. He had been about three seconds away from scaring her to death. The lamp on her nightstand was on, and she grabbed the remote, flipping on the TV. She basically just wanted it for background noise. She was uncomfortable again. "Kind of awkward, isn't it?" Kain understood her fears and her nervousness. "Yeah." Another breathy laugh. Kain scooted so he was sitting up against the headboard. He held out his arm. Nadine glanced over, saw he intended for her to snuggle against his side, and hesitated. "Nadine, don't be scared. I won't bite. I just figured you'd be a little more comfortable this way." She nodded, and moved to him, settling in the curve of his arm. It was nice. He was so solid, so warm. She felt secure all of a sudden, as if his skin could have conveyed the feeling. Nadine relaxed into his hold, and Kain lightly ran his fingertips back and forth across her arm. Dreams Come True She stopped on reruns of an old show, and they both laughed at the same times, and talked during commercials. Yet, the longer they sat there, the more Nadine tensed up. Finally Kain sighed. "I am not going to jump your bones, honey. You can relax. Don't get me wrong, I would love to love you, but you're obviously worried about it, and I'm not going to force you. Please just relax. I'm not going to try anything unless you want to, one hundred percent. I don't want you to have regrets, and I don't want you to hate my guts." Kain gave her a gentle squeeze. "Oh.. I wouldn't hate you. I'm just struggling here, not sure if I want to open myself up to hurt again. I think I already have." Nadine shrugged. "I don't know if I'm coming or going. I like you a lot, Kain. And I just don't want to ruin anything before it's really had a chance to begin." "Then let's go to sleep. That way, no worries." He kissed her temple. "Which way do ya want to cuddle?" Nadine smirked. "It's up to you." "Honestly, I don't think we should spoon. I would scare you to death." Kain laughed, then scooted down. She turned more towards him, and rested her hand on his chest. Still, his fingers drifted over her skin, and soon Nadine's breathing evened out as she calmed, and within fifteen minutes she was asleep. Kain sighed. It was going to be a long night. The day dawned just as cloudy as the previous one. Rain was expected to continue, and the temperature was supposed to be unseasonably low yet again. Kain was briefly disoriented when his eyes first opened. He glanced around the room, unsure of where he was. Then he heard the faint breathing of his bed partner, and turned towards her. It came back to him then. Kain was the type that needed at least a pot of coffee before he was able to function. The previous night had been like no other night he had ever spent. He took advantage of her still being asleep, and he looked at her. The play of shadows on her face from the window only enhanced her beauty. In repose, her face was soft, void of the harsh lines of worry. Her dark lashes cast light shadows on the upper crests of her cheeks, and her full lips were slightly parted, giving only the faintest glimpse of white teeth. Her hair was a rats nest under her head, and he smothered a laugh at the unromantic thought. She was gorgeous, and she didn't know it. He knew when her eyes finally opened, they would be that intriguing mix of brown and gold and green. He also knew when she awoke, that worry would give her a line between her eyebrows, and there would be the look of a trapped animal in her eyes. She was literally afraid of a relationship. No matter. He would move slow, and she would be his. His mother would be ecstatic. Kain rolled his eyes affectionately at the thought. A gentle beep came from the radio across the room. Every few seconds it got a little louder, but it never became shrill like most alarm clocks. Kain again smiled to himself. That's exactly how he would have to move with her; slow and steady. During his perusal of her, he'd got himself into the position of again being aroused, and he was hoping it would mostly go away before the alarm beeped her awake. Then she stirred. "Mmmmmmm." Her lips closed as she stretched, and that purr of pleasure was almost his undoing. Kain swallowed hard, and knew there wasn't a snowballs chance in hell of his erection leaving. Ever. Nadine's eyes blinked open slightly, she gave him a sleepy smile, then rolled over to her other side. She relaxed into the pillow and gave another hum of pleasure. Her movements were sleek and gentle. Then in a fraction of a second, she bolted up and turned to look at him. Her eyes wide, disbelieving. "It wasn't a dream." Kain burst out laughing. "I mean.. er, good morning." Nadine slumped back down onto her stomach and kept her face towards him. "Good morning. You slept like a log." Kain grinned. "I feel like I did. I haven't felt this refreshed in a long time." She smiled again. Kain was impressed. She didn't look like a caged animal. Yet. He rolled onto his side so he didn't have to turn his head and look down at her. "So what are we doing today, beautiful?" "I hadn't thought quite that far. Well, other than wanting to get my hair cut. It's a mess." "That's okay by me. I was thinking we could get some pumpkins and carve them. I'll even roast the seeds. I know how to make a great glaze to put on them." Kain reached out and brushed a wayward strand of hair from her face. "That sounds like a lot of fun. I haven't done that in years." Nadine smiled. "I bet you'd like to get some clothes from your house first though." "Actually... I have some out in my car. I didn't want to be presumptuous, but I guess I was. I just didn't bring pj's because I didn't figure I'd be wearing any." Kain laughed, and she joined in. "Ya learned your lesson, I take it?" "Definitely. Well, why don't you hop in the shower, I'll grab my clothes and start coffee, and we'll get this show on the road." "Kain, it's only seven." "So what? We have a lot to do today." Nadine laughed, and impulsively leaned forward and brushed a light kiss across his mouth. He hadn't overcome his shock before she was away from him and into the bathroom. That's how it was going to have to go. She was going to have to take the lead. Because he was not willing to scare her and ruin his chances. Kain flopped onto his back and smiled. Today was going to be amazing. After the pair had their coffee, showers, and breakfast, they decided on a place in the mall for Nadine to get her hair cut. That way Kain could browse other stores while he waited. As the stylist called Nadine back, Kain leaned over and dropped a kiss to her temple and told her to call him when she was done, and they could meet up. She wanted her unveiling to be a surprise. Kain wandered through a couple sports stores, then a shoe store, then a hat store... He was dying to see what she would look like with a new 'do. She was going to be outstanding. Nadine's hair was naturally wavy, and she used that to her advantage. It made styling easy, when she had to do anything at all. At this stage, it was down to her bra strap, which was the longest it had been in years. She wanted a change. She wanted to be a whole new woman. Finally she was done and called Kain. He said he was right next door and he would wait for her on a bench out front. He saw her before she spotted him. His eyes drifted up her body, from her black boots, nicely fitted jeans, orange sweater with the pumpkin pin on her chest, and finally to her hair. It was cut to just below her shoulders, lots of layers, framed around her face, and she'd had bangs cut. The were straightened and swept off to one side, while the rest of it waved and curled, enhancing her natural beauty. The most amazing thing was her demeanor. She came out of that salon, and he could tell she felt beautiful. And she was right. His eyes widened, and she spotted him. A smile drifted over her lips, and he stood as she took the last few steps to him. "What do you think?" "I think it's gorgeous. I think I love you." Kain's mouth lifted into a lopsided grin. Nadine smiled and caught her bottom lip between her teeth. "I like it." "I do too." "I feel beautiful again." "I can tell." Nadine's tongue peeked out, wetting her lips. Kain couldn't stop himself. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. The longest the connection had ever been. He was ready to pull back when she took another tiny step closer and wrapped her arms around his neck. With a groan, Kain caught her around the waist and pulled her up against him. His mouth claimed hers. She sighed a little, then parted her lips, and Kain was right there, his tongue slipping, tasting, meeting hers. Nadine pulled back slightly, and they gave each other a few light pecks before breaking apart. Kain caught her hand and held it. "Where to now?" "Pumpkins." The couple went to a local farm, did the little hay ride and chose their own pumpkins. Kain was willing to run to a store to save the getting dirty part, but Nadine told him it was un-American and against holiday tradition. How was he to refuse such a gorgeous woman? So with eight pumpkins resting in the back of his truck, they headed back to Nadine's house. "Where are we doing this?" "I'd say the front porch. That way if anything drops off the table, it doesn't matter." "Sounds good. Point me to the trash bags." Kain had parked in front of the house, and was busy unloading their goodies. "Under the sink. Grab three. I'm going to change into a shirt that doesn't mind getting goopy." Nadine set the pumpkin she carried on the patio and headed into the house. By the time she came out from changing into a tee-shirt, Kain had spread two of the trash bags out on the table, and had the other set, ready for the pulp. He'd gotten an assorted collection of different sized knives, the potato peeler, spoons, a couple markers, and a bowl for the seeds. "Wow. I don't think I could have been this prepared. You're a professional pumpkin carver, I do believe." Nadine laughed and hefted a couple pumpkins onto the table. Kain had removed his shirt, and was just wearing his tee-shirt also. The temperature had climbed out of the forties against what the weathermen said, and the sun had peeked out. "I am. I get invited to my oldest sister's house every year, because Uncle Kain carves the best pumpkins. Most of my nieces and nephews are too young to use a knife, so they tell me what they want, and I carve for them. Last year, my niece that had just turned three wanted hers to be a bunny. That was the hardest request yet." Kain laughed, and Nadine joined in. "How many do you have again?" "Twelve. My oldest sister has five, the youngest has four, and my brother has three. His wife is about seven months pregnant though." "Wow. That sounds... like family get-togethers are busy." Nadine smiled as she started cutting out the top of the pumpkin. "Oh they are." Kain smiled as he followed suit. "It's amazing, crazy, wonderful chaos." "You sound like you relish the role of uncle." Nadine was elbow deep in pumpkin goop. "I do. Nadine, don't think I'm being nosy, but.. Are you interested in having kids?" Nadine's head jerked up. "Why do you ask?" "I was just wondering. That's one thing we haven't discussed." Kain noted a strange look in her eye. Almost like she felt guilty. "Oh. Right." Nadine scooped pumpkin guts with gusto. Little did Kain know she'd been contemplating what it would be like to raise a family with him. "I am interested. It's just.. Well, it just never happened." Kain reached across the table, and rested his sticky hand on her wrist. "Probably because it wasn't meant to." Nadine's gaze flew up to meet Kain's kind, grass green eyes. Nadine felt the sting of tears, and she blinked rapidly, looking away. "You're probably right." She swallowed hard. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." "You didn't. I just realized at that moment how right you are about that. I hadn't looked at it that way." They shared a small smile, and Nadine cleared her throat. "What about you? Big dreams for a big family?" "Not necessarily big. I would like at least one. I think carrying on the family name would be nice, and the thought of a little person that is part me, part someone I love very much sounds just about perfect." "It sure does." Nadine spoke before she thought, and her face flushed. For a while they carved with idle chit chat, punctuated by laughter. The day was beginning to cool, and so they moved the party inside. Nadine lit a few candles, giving the room a warm, home-y glow. Soon the scent of pumpkin pie and mulled cider wafted through their cozy nook. They gave each other a hard time about what they were carving. When Nadine carved a cat, Kain carved a mouse. When she carved a spider, he carved a butterfly. The laughter continued while Kain brewed a pot of coffee, taking Nadine's good natured ribbing as it came. "Kain, I don't think I've had a better day. I haven't laughed this much since.. Yesterday." Nadine grinned, starting the clean up process. They sipped their coffee, cleaned up the mess, and set the pumpkins around the house. They met at the sink and stood side by side washing their hands and arms. Finally it was time to sit and relax. "So, Kain.. Are you staying again tonight?" "Wow, you got straightforward since yesterday." Kain laughed. "I did. So are you?" Kain sat beside her on the couch and leaned into her. "Do you want me to?" "I do." Nadine leaned in and rubbed the tip of her nose across his. "No pressure." "None." "What about work?" "I'll go, and so will you. Then you can come back here." Nadine smiled. "I'll happily drive forty-five minutes to get back to you." Kain tipped his head and gave her a light kiss. "I will have to go get clothes from my apartment though." "That's fine. Enough for maybe more than one day?" "Why, Miss Woodrow, you're sounding like you enjoy my company." Kain smirked. "I do, Mr. Monroe. A lot. More than a lot actually." "Well, how about I just move in, then it'll solve all our problems?" Kain smiled and nudged her playfully, only half kidding. "Would you want to, really?" Kain was surprised she sounded that eager, but he wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. "Nadine, I think I fell in love with you the first day we talked. There was something about you... I couldn't put my finger on it, but it was special. You are special." Kain took a deep breath. "If you would want me to, I'd move in with you in a heartbeat. I wouldn't care that I had to commute to work, I wouldn't even mind getting a job closer. If it would mean I could look at you whenever I wanted, I'd do it." "Kain, I didn't know until yesterday how much I really liked you. I think I'm in love with you, and I have been too scared to admit it. Meeting you has probably been the best thing that has ever happened to me. I'm tired to letting Don's actions dictate my life, and I'm ready to be my own woman. And the woman in me says she loves you, and if you want to move in, I'll clear out half the closet." "A whole half?" Kain grinned, and Nadine playfully punched him. "And even some drawers." Nadine smiled. "Isn't it supposed to be the other way around? Aren't you supposed to move in with me?" "I think so. But hell, who's keeping track?" "And a house will probably be better. More room for the kids." "Kain!" Nadine giggled as he tickled her. "I'm kidding. We won't start trying for that for a day or two." "You shush." "How about we do it on a trial basis. Say, for a month? I'll keep my apartment, just in case, and by then we'll know if we really want to do this." "That sounds like a great idea." Nadine gave him a small peck on the cheek. "Now. Make me dinner." "Pizza?" "Again?" Nadine laughed. "It doesn't matter to me. I do need to throw some laundry in though." Kain went for the phone, calling in an order for Chinese from a flyer on the refrigerator, and Nadine headed to the laundry room. She went ahead and threw his clothes from the day before in with her first load. "I guess I'll have to get new laundry detergent." "Why's that?" Kain glanced up from wiping down the kitchen counter where they had missed some pumpkin pulp. "You probably won't want to smell like lavender all the time." "Probably not. I'd rather smell it on you." Kain smiled and laid the dish rag over the edge of the sink. "I wish it was the weekend. That way we could go to your house and move your things." Nadine fiddled with the slim silver band on her thumb. "I want to have a going away party for myself. Invite my family We could have it at my apartment, and it would give everyone a chance to meet you." "That sounds wonderful. Have you told them about me?" "Yeah. I have. My mom is pretty excited. This will shoot her to the moon." "I've mentioned you also. Everyone is relieved I am sort of coming out of hiding. And they're going to love you." Kain propped his hips against the ledge of the counter. "Would you mind if I called my mom, told her the news now?" "No, no, not at all. I'll get the door if the food gets here. Oh, and I put your clothes in with mine. Did I tell you that already? I'm so happy I've gotten goofy." "You were always goofy." Kain grabbed her hand and gave her a squeeze as he walked past. "You're lucky I know what a good guy you are since you love your mommy so much." Nadine laughed. "Trust me. I don't have a choice. You're going to love her too. And my whole family is going to sweep you into their arms when they meet you." "I hope so." ~*~*~ The week passed quickly for Nadine. She had busied herself clearing out half of everything. Well, it wasn't quite half the closet, but it was close enough. Kain came home to her house every day after work, and they spent the evenings together. He also stayed overnight. As of yet, they hadn't moved to that next stage of their relationship. Being intimate was something they both took very seriously. All week Kain and lugged boxes with him, and while he was commuting Nadine was busy putting his things away. It was weird to see a man's clothes resting with hers, and she had to laugh when she made space on her shelves for baseball memorabilia. Since they were both off for the weekend, Nadine was driving to his apartment Friday night. They were going to pack some more, spend the night there, and Saturday was the 'meet the family' party. After that, they planned to take the loads of stuff to her house. Sunday evening Nadine's mom was throwing a 'welcome to the neighborhood' party for Kain so that her family could meet him. Finally they both decided to take a week of vacation because after all that excitement on the weekend, they were going to drag ass on Monday. The day of Kain's party, Halloween was a week away, his apartment was almost bare, and Nadine was a nervous wreck. They went shopping because she wanted something new and nice to wear. She hadn't worried much about her appearance for the past year, and her closet was in need of a make over. She bought a new pair of charcoal gray dress pants, and sage green sweater. She even splurged on some new jewelry. It was weird getting ready at Kain's apartment, and as she flipped her head over to blow dry her hair, she couldn't help but smile. After the year she had had, she deserved some happiness. And Kain was the best kind of medicine. Instinctively she knew he wouldn't hurt her in any way. She knew they'd get married, have kids, and grow old together. It was strange how quickly she knew this for a certainty, since they'd only officially 'met' a week ago. "Hey honey?" Kain hollered over the drone of the dryer. "Yeah?" "I love you." Nadine looked up from under her hair and smiled. "I love you too." "You have about ten minutes. Give or take. My money is on my mother walking through that door in about three." Kain grinned then shoved off the doorjamb. Nadine shook her head and gave her hair a few more passes with the dryer. Flipping herself upright, she checked out her reflection. Tussled waves. Check. Volume. Check. Make up. Check. Cute new outfit. Check. Nadine moved to her jewelry and was just slipping on the necklace when the front door burst open. "Kain! Where is she? I cannot wait to get my eyes on this gorgeous thing." "Gee Ma, it's nice to see you too." Kain leaned and kissed his mother's cheek. "Of course, it's nice to see you too. Where is she?" Nadine hung back for a second and checked the woman out. Beverly Monroe stood about five-foot-two, wore dress slacks and a powder blue sweater, and had the biggest brooch of a butterfly Nadine had ever seen. Her gray hair was cut into a short bob, and she wore quite a bit of make up. If she remembered correctly, Beverly was sixty-three, and Kain had described her as a firecracker. Nadine could tell. Dreams Come True "I'm here. Beverly, it's so nice to meet you." Nadine had stepped from the hallway and extended her hand. Beverly hesitated for a split second, taking in Nadine's appearance, then grabbed her hand and yanked her forward, wrapping her into a hug. "Oh, dear, it's so good to meet you finally!" Beverly leaned back for a second and examined Nadine's face. "You're even more beautiful than I expected! Please, call me Ma." "I, oh, thank you.. Bev- er, Ma." Nadine's voice faltered for a second. "Mo-ther, please, you're scaring her." Kain's deep laugh rumbled from across the room. "Oh balderdash. Kain, you've got a keeper." "I know Ma. That's why I'm moving, remember?" "Well, you just get rid of your apartment, because if you don't keep her, I'll never speak to you again." Nadine sputtered a horrified laugh, and then the door flew open again. It was Kain's father, Forrest. She was again wrapped in a hug, and this man was as big as a tree. He had to top six-foot-three, and he was as sturdy as the trunk of an ancient oak. The older couple went to work in the kitchen, putting things they'd brought in the oven, putting a bag of ice in the freezer, then Beverly waved Kain and Nadine out of their way. "Your dad's name really suits him. I think he bruised my ribs." Nadine said, under her breath. "Doesn't it though? I'll take ya to the E.R. later." Kain kissed her temple as they laughed. From there, the afternoon turned into a flurry of movement. After Kain's siblings and spouses arrived with all their children, Nadine lost all hope of ever remembering everyone's name. Finally the table was set, drinks were poured, food was served, and it grew silent for a few minutes while everyone dug in. Then the questions began. Nadine felt like she was in front a firing squad. Questions that ranged from 'where do you work' to 'what was your favorite pastime as a child'. Being an only child, this was the most chaotic thing she had ever been through. And she realized she loved every minute of it. Everyone was so in tune with each other, and could almost anticipate what someone was going to say. At that moment, she decided she would happily have ten of Kain's children, so they could grow up surrounded by love and affection, as well as the good natured teasing that this family so enjoyed. Finally the focus fell from her, and Nadine was able to relax a little. She laughed at their jokes, chimed in when she got the chance, and just basically had a wonderful time. Kain reached over and gave her thigh a squeeze under the table. She looked over at him, and he was all smiles. "See? I told ya." "You did. They're magnificent." Nadine smiled. Kain was so pleased that everyone was on their best behavior. From his father to the six month old baby. And the way Nadine's face was lit up... it was priceless. The meal was mostly done, and when a split second lull fell, Nadine spoke up. "Would anyone like coffee?" Several people said they did, so Nadine stood and headed to the kitchen. She was slightly surprised that they all could fit in this apartment, but with some careful maneuvering she made it through into the kitchen and started the coffee. She stayed in the relative silence while it brewed, listening with a smile to the conversation still flowing through the dining and living rooms. Kain's sisters, Amity and Golda came through the doorway, their arms laden with plates. Nadine jumped out of their way, since she had been leaning against the sink. "Need any help?" Amity asked. "Nope, just watching it brew." Nadine smiled. "Listen, we just wanted to tell you- we really like you. And we think you're going to be wonderful for our big brother." "Yeah, you fit in with us, better than anyone else he's ever brought around." Golda smiled. "And the fact you didn't bolt when we all crashed through the door, well, that's given ya plenty of extra credit." Amity laughed, then impulsively stepped forward, wrapping Nadine in a hug. Nadine was surprised for a second, then quickly returned the friendly gesture. "I think it will be nice, having sisters." Nadine leaned back and smiled. Then Golda stepped in, and they all hugged each other at the same time. At that point, the sister, Lynn walked in. "Hey! No sisterly love without me! It took me longer to waddle myself in here!" Golda extended an arm. "Get your round ass over here then!" At that point the four women stood with their arms around each other, laughing. And that's how the men found them. However, the men abruptly turned, set the dishes they were carrying either in Beverly's arms, or back on the table. That started a fresh round of laughter, and when Beverly dumped the dishes in the sink and grabbed on to her girls too, it sent them through the roof. Finally they broke apart, and each claimed a duty. Amity scraped food off the dishes into the disposal, Golda washed and rinsed, Lynn dried and put away. Beverly went back to straighten the table and bring the rest of the dirty dishes in, and Nadine poured and served the coffee. In the living room the children played, and in the dining room the adults sipped their coffee and talked. And so it went through the late afternoon and evening. Finally, around nine o'clock the families started packing up, ready to head back to their respective houses. After the good-bye's and when the door shut for the last time, the silence was almost deafening. "Good Lord." Nadine slumped against the wall. "They loved you. I have never seen them love someone so much." Kain laughed and headed to the bedroom. "I loved them too. There are so many! How did everyone get in this apartment?" Nadine followed, flipping off lights. "Very carefully." Kain laughed and changed into his pj's while Nadine went to the bathroom. "They're great Kain. Just wonderful. I'm glad they liked me." Nadine changed while Kain was in the bathroom. She was in bed, flipping through channels when Kain came out. Her eyes were already drooping. "They really wore ya out, didn't they?" He laughed as he crawled into bed. "My head is going to spin for a week. Luckily my family isn't so large or I might not make it tomorrow." Nadine laughed and snuggled up to his side. "I hope they like me as much as my family liked you." "Oh, they will. They're going to love you." Nadine kissed his shoulder and shut her eyes. Kain gave her a quick squeeze, she snuggled closer, and after only a few minutes the remote fell from her hand and she was breathing deeply. Kain smiled. God, how he loved her. ~*~ Sunday morning came way too early. Kain woke Nadine up at six-thirty, and after a quick shower and a cup of coffee, they hit the road. Kain had already loaded the truck, so Nadine was along for the ride. "Hey, honey, I was thinking." "What's that?" "Well, after our 'trial period', would you be interested in maybe looking for a house?" Nadine turned to look at Kain. "I.. well, I hadn't thought about it." "Well, you're just renting, and that's where you and Don lived together, and I just thought we could look into buying, and it would be a place of our own, that isn't tainted with any kind of memories." "I think that would be a great idea. And we could move closer to the middle. You know, maybe twenty minutes away? That way it would be fair to both of us with our drive to work. Then our families could each come see us without a long drive ahead of them." "Really? Nadine, you're something. Are you okay with that?" Kain reached over and took her hand. "I am. I think it sounds wonderful." Nadine brushed her thumb back and forth across the top of his hand. The rest of the day passed quickly. They made three trips back and forth, and finally Kain was officially moved in. The only thing he left at the apartment was the furniture. But if they did find a house, they might need it for a spare room. They decided it could stay for now. They were due at Nadine's parent's house at five-thirty, and it was just after three. Kain started unpacking some things, but if they were really going to move, he kept most things boxed up, and shoved them in the spare room upstairs. They both felt gross from the hauling, so they took showers, then Nadine threw ham sandwiches together for their late lunch. She was going to starve to death if she waited until it was time to go to her parents. As they munched on their food, Nadine flipped on her computer. She hadn't checked her email for a week. Kain was in the laundry room ironing his shirt for dinner, since he had polished off his sandwich in five bites. Nadine was on her last bite as she opened her inbox. The usual spam, junk, ads, sprinkled with forwarded messages from her friends and family. One message about leapt off the screen. It was from Don. "That's random." Nadine deleted all the junk, looked at all the forwards, then highlighted the one from Don. "You okay?" Kain had come into the room and noticed the look on her face. "Yeah.. Well, maybe. Probably. Look." Nadine gestured at the screen. "Him?" "Yeah." "Open it. See what he has to say. But he can't have you back." Kain laughed, but it wasn't open and throaty. It was tight, like someone was pressing on his windpipe. "Oh, that's the last thing you have to worry about. Let's see what the shmuck has to say." She double clicked. 'Nadine, I know you probably still hate me. But I love you, and I never stopped. You never let me explain. She meant nothing, and in fact I fired her. I can't believe I let that happen. I'm sorry. Rumor has it you're seeing someone, and he's moving in. Please, let me come back. I can't stand the thought of you with someone else. You're my soul mate. I love you. You have to still love me, I couldn't bear it if you don't. Meet me Sunday night at our restaurant at eight o'clock. I miss you. Love, Your asshole ex.' Nadine sat back from the computer, and bumped her shoulder against Kain's hip. She didn't realize he was standing that close. A glance up at his face revealed a muscle ticking in his jaw. "I cannot believe the nerve of that guy." She scanned it once more and gave a disgusted snort. "He didn't get to apologize because I threatened him with coming with me to pick out his casket." "Did you really?" Kain snapped out of his anger and gave her a lopsided smile. "I did. Then I pitched the engagement ring at him and hit him right under the eye. It was marvelous." Nadine grinned. "Remind me never to make you mad." "No kidding." Nadine hit the reply button and read out loud as she typed. 'Don, Go straight to hell. I don't love you, I do hate you, and I'm not meeting you anywhere. I obviously wasn't your soul mate, because you don't do that to someone you care about. Please, do not contact me again.' "There. That settles it." Nadine hit send and Kain laughed. "You're a hard woman." "I know it. He never deserved me. However, on the other hand..." "What?" "There's a guy I know that does." Nadine looked up and smirked. "Oh yeah?" "Yeah. He's good looking, tall, strong, handsome, sexy and he makes my heart do flip flops." "Really? Sounds like a great guy." "Oh, he is." Nadine turned in her chair and wrapped her arms around Kain's waist. Kain's eyes snapped shut and he tried to calm his body's reaction. It didn't work. "Kain, I know you've been taking the gentleman's approach, and not pressured me, but I'm not comfortable making the first move. So I'm just saying that I think I'm ready for the next step, but you're going to have to initiate it, okay?" "Consider yourself ravished." Kain smiled and raked his hands through her hair. Tipping her face up, Kain leaned down and his lips captured hers, softly seeking. He urged her to stand, then wrapped one arm around her waist, trapping her hips to him. The difference in height didn't allow their bodies to match up as well as they could, so he took his other hand from her hair and caught her waist, lifting her, fitting them together. Nadine wrapped her arms around his shoulders, holding on as she hung there, suspended against his body. Their kiss was never broken through the movement, and since their bodies were in sync, Kain devoted all his energy to getting to know her mouth. Her lips were full and soft, pliable, and she tasted like heaven. His lips were warm and firm, taking control, making her want. Nadine moved her legs slightly, and moaned in her throat as he pushed his hips forward, making her feel every hard inch of him. His body was as powerful as hers was soft, and her curves melted to fit against the hard planes of his torso. Kain turned and carried her to the kitchen, setting her up on the counter. Since he didn't have to support her weight, it allowed his hands free range of motion. While her fingers sifted through his hair, his hands explored her hips and lower back, then slipped down to stroke her ass. She hummed in her throat, but his hands moved on, testing the shape and feel of her thighs and waist, then hesitated at her rib cage, halted under her breasts. The anticipation was killing her, but he wasn't making a move to go further. Nadine's hands moved from his hair, slid down his arms and grasped his wrists. Pulling up, she slid his hands to cover her breasts, and that was all he needed. His thumbs brushed over her nipples, bringing the already hard peaks into tight little buds. He cupped her fullness, pressed up, testing the weight of her breasts. They weren't obscenely large, but they were more than a handful. Kain groaned and pulled his mouth from hers, then moved to catch the bottom of her shirt, pushing it up, baring her chest to his gaze. Her bra was made of almost sheer silk, and he dipped his head down, catching one nipple between his teeth. Nadine gasped and arched her back, letting her hands rest on the counter behind her. She braced herself even as her position thrust her chest out, giving Kain better access. With her nipple still trapped, he flicked his tongue across it, wringing whimpers of delight from his love. Moving, he gave the same attention to the neglected nipple, hearing Nadine's shattered breathing. Kain pulled back. He had dampened her bra, and her nipples were plainly visible through the white material. In the few seconds that his heated gaze took her in, Nadine reached back and unhooked the offending garment, stripping off her shirt also. "You are so beautiful.. God, you're perfect." Kain leaned in and pressed a kiss to her cleavage. "Kain.." Nadine extended her arms and tugged his shirt from his pants. His fully muscled chest and stomach were revealed, having the slightest covering of hair. His waist tapered into his jeans, and Nadine could make out the outline of his cock that was straining to break free from its confinement. She leaned forward, trailing kisses over his collar bone and shoulder, her hands stroking along his sides. She reached into the middle, her fingertips running along the skin of his stomach, delighting in the feel of his muscles jumping under her touch. She laid her palm flat and slid it down over his cock, pressing into him, listening to his moan. She had loved Don, and they'd been good together, but even in the beginning it hadn't been this good. She had never felt this slow burn, this all consuming need to be with him. With Kain, she didn't think she'd ever be able to get close enough. Every nerve ending was alive, the sensations almost too intense to stand. She had goose-bumps, and the tightness in her lower belly made her want to either press her legs together, or to pull Kain deep inside her. Maybe both. He shivered, and pressed his hips forward. Nadine moved her hand and scooted to the edge of the counter, bringing him between her legs. Kain sighed, and began rocking up against her. Nadine clung to his shoulders, his mouth finding hers again. She whimpered as her nipples grazed his chest, tickled on the light hair they brushed against. Suddenly Kain released her. He stood about a foot away, breathing heavily. "We have to stop. We have to get ready and go to your parents." Nadine glanced at the clock. It was already almost four-thirty and she still had to do her hair and make up. "I'm sorry. I could have picked a better time to.. Ah, start that." "Don't be sorry. I thought I was going to have to live as a monk for the rest of my life." Kain smiled, his breathing coming back under control. "I just don't want our first time together to be a quickie, ya know? When we get home.. Well, that's a different story." "I appreciate that." Nadine hopped down and headed to the bathroom to dry her hair and finish making herself beautiful. At her mother's house, Kain was welcomed with open arms. Nadine's mom, Margy, gave him a hug and quickly drew him into the living room to watch football with her husband, Tom. The men instantly started talking sports, and Nadine could tell her dad was impressed. Back in the kitchen, Margy almost squealed. "He is a handsome son of a gun, isn't he? You're going to marry him aren't you?" "Mother! Good Lord. I have no idea." Nadine grabbed dishes from the cupboard and started setting the table. "All I'm saying is you guys would make pretty babies. And you aren't getting any younger." "Moootthheer." The trio of Nadine's best friends chose that moment to arrive. Reg, Dawna and Lori were ushered in, then the introductions were made. Reg instantly took up a place with the men, and back in the kitchen Dawna informed her that if she wasn't dating Reg, she'd go after Kain herself. Dinner was pretty quiet, but it wasn't uncomfortable. It was just vastly different than how it had been with Kain's boisterous, large family. So Nadine shared the news of looking for a place, leaving out the 'buying' part. That would throw her mom into a tailspin. Her parents and friends had some questions for Kain, and he answered smoothly, never once looking flustered. He spoke of his family, and Nadine made the comment that she'd never had to remember so many names in her life. After the meal was finished, the men returned to park their butts on the couch in front of a football game, and the women stayed in the kitchen to gossip. A short time later, Margy stood to check if the men needed any more refreshments, and Lori chimed in, asking how Kain was in bed. Her friends were appalled that she didn't know. "I plan on finding out tonight. So the sooner you guys leave, the sooner we can." Nadine grinned. After being sworn to call them the next day, her friends gathered Reg from his man-football-coma, thanked her parents, expressed their happiness to meet Kain, and left. Nadine felt bad about cutting the visit short, but she was bored- she wanted to get home and get started on her night. She made herself stay one more hour, then they said their good-bye's and headed home. "They're great people. I liked everyone a lot." "They were boring, and don't be afraid to say it." Nadine laughed. "I'll admit it was quiet, but I wasn't bored. It helps me learn about the woman I love." Kain lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed it. "I know they aren't bad. I'm just antsy I think." "Why is that?" "I'd like to be home. We ah, made an appointment earlier, remember?" "Oh! Right." Kain's grip tightened on the wheel. "Did you just speed up?" Nadine suppressed a laugh. "Maybe a little." Kain grinned. "If it makes you feel any better, I had a hard time concentrating tonight. You look wonderful." "Thank you. So do you." Nadine rested her head against the back of the seat, content. Only a few more minutes until they were home. Once there, they bypassed the living room and went straight to the bedroom. Kain flopped down and flipped on the TV, while Nadine grabbed clothes out of the drawer and went to the bathroom to change. Dreams Come True Kain found a funny video show, and settled in to watch. He heard the bathroom door open, and glanced up at her, patting the bed beside him. His eyes were back on the TV, and a laugh was quivering on his lips when it registered, what he'd seen. His mind's eye saw Nadine as usual; pajama pants and a tank top. His real eye had seen something else entirely, and he turned to look at her again. Sheer pink material cascaded from her cleavage to right above her knee. Leopard print trimmed the spaghettis straps, neckline, and hemline. Kain swallowed hard, and waited for his heart to beat out of his chest. Nadine headed towards him, and climbed in beside him like nothing was different. She started laughing at a video, and looked up at him to see if he had seen in. Kain's eyes were permanently fastened on her body. "What... is that?" "My nightgown. Don't you like it?" Nadine smiled innocently at him. "I, uh, yeah. It's nice." Kain cleared his throat. "It's kind of breezy though, so you may have to warm me up." Nadine shifted her legs and raised her arms above her head, stretching. Kain's eyes trailed the length of her legs to her pink painted toenails. Then back up, over the curve of her hip, her torso, and stopped at her breasts. As she stretched, she let out another one of those hums, and Kain thought he'd die right then. Even as she was done with her stretch, Kain was stripping off his shirt and taking off his pants. Nadine started laughing. "That's the fastest I've ever seen you move." "You ain't seen nothing' yet." Kain slid up beside her. "That I don't doubt." Nadine smiled and lifted one hand, cupping his face. "I love you." "I love you too." Kain leaned down and kissed her. His hand began to explore, fingertips drifting over her skin, tickling her with the fabric of her nightie. His tongue swooped into her mouth, and hers rose to meet it. Kain's hand moved down, stroking her thighs, pushing the material up out of his way. Nadine whimpered, her legs parting slightly. It was all the invitation he needed. Kain took his mouth from hers, then trailed kisses along her shoulder and collar bone. He nibbled at her nipples on his way past; he traced her belly button with his tongue. Nadine wriggled beneath him, then it occurred to her what he was doing. "Kain, I'm not sure about.." "Shh." "But I don't know.." "Shh, baby, you're fine." Kain slipped between her legs. "I've never.... Oh. Oh my." Kain pushed her legs apart and kissed her inner thighs. He traced his tongue along the line where her legs connected to her body, and finally moved to the center, breathing deeply of her scent. The tip of his tongue traced the seam of her lips, and quickly pushed through, flicking over her clit. Nadine cried out softly, surprised at the sensation. Kain dropped kisses down either side, then ran his tongue again up the center, from bottom to top. Nadine clutched at the pillows, giving soft sighs and hums of pleasure, encouraging Kain to do what he would. With one hand he stroked the back of her leg, while the other moved to her pussy, spreading her gently. His tongue searched her inner folds, found her clit again, circled it. Pressed against it, laved it. With one finger he gently pressed against her entrance, and he heard her cry out. He slipped his finger in just a little, and made a come hither motion as he sealed his lips around her clit and sucked gently, flicking his tongue back and forth across it. Kain felt her muscles contract and release, felt her wetness against his hand. He let up on the suction and grazed his teeth over her clit, and she squirmed, letting out a surprised 'Oh'. Nadine felt like she was drifting somewhere above the clouds. She tried to hold still, but her hips were moving on their own accord. Never before had she enjoyed oral sex.. Don wasn't much into it, and her one other lover had been right after high school and he wasn't good at it at all. But Kain... god, Kain knew exactly what rhythm, the exact amount of pressure, knew exactly what she needed. She felt her orgasm building, going from a slow burn to an all consuming need. Nadine felt that pressure deep inside, the swelling of her tissues, the need to feel Kain inside of her. "Kain.. I need you.. Please.. Stop teasing. I need to feel you.." Kain gave her clit one last suck that had her hips bucking off the bed. He crawled up her frame, settling his hips between her legs. She could feel his cock pressing against her, and she moaned again. "Are you feeling better, my love?" "I will in a minute." "And then what?" Kain flicked his thumb across her nipple. "And then I can finally feel you inside of me." "Oh. That's what's next, isn't it." Kain smiled and kissed her gently. He 'stood' up on his knees and stripped his boxers off. Nadine's eyes widened. He was bigger than she thought. No matter. "Are you ready?" Kain again settled himself between her thighs. "I've never been more ready in my life." Kain smiled and reached between them, grasping his cock and fitting it against her entrance. Nadine whimpered, lifting her hips, wanting more than just the head sitting against her. Kain pushed forward slightly, and Nadine let out her breath. "Oh.. God." She felt her walls stretching to fit him. A few inches in, Kain groaned. "You're going to kill me before we even get started." "It's been a while. I'm a born again virgin." She smiled and tilted her hips, laughing when Kain's eyes popped open wide. He gave a quick thrust, burying himself to the hilt, and it was his turn to laugh when Nadine's eyes widened as she felt him hit bottom. "Give me a second, or I'm going to disgrace myself." Kain struggled to take control of his body back. "Kain.." "Yeah." His focus was completely on thinking non-sexual thoughts, so he didn't take her like an animal and come in two minutes flat. "Kain.." "Yes, dear?" "Don't be a gentleman. Fuck me." Time froze. Kain swore her words echoed in his ears. He opened his eyes and looked at her face, and she licked her lips, even as she rocked her hips up against him. Time un-froze. Kain pulled back and started thrusting in a hard, wild rhythm. Nadine clung to his shoulders and back, her hands constantly shifting, nails occasionally biting into his skin. Kain heard her whimpers, felt her muscles quivering around him, but he couldn't slow down. He was claiming her, wildly fucking her, and he couldn't stop. Nadine tilted her hips up, and each down stroke he hit bottom. Each time she almost yelped, but couldn't stop. She needed him deep inside of her, needed him fucking her. Kain braced his weight on one hand, and moved the other so that his thumb was against her clit. Each thrust drove his hand into her, and within a few seconds her pussy was clutching his cock, and he leaned down and caught her scream in his mouth. Kain's tongue dueled with hers as she bucked against his hand, trying to dislodge his thumb. The stimulation was too much. But before that could happen, she was coming again. When he felt her pussy clench and release again, he removed his hand, shifted it to her hip and held her steady while he rode out her orgasm to his own. Kain groaned as his cock lurched inside of her, spilling himself into her tight passage. Movement ceased, and Nadine tipped her hips up one more time, feeling him as deeply as she could. She tightened her muscles and he jumped. Kain went from bracing his weight on his hands to using his forearms, then just laid down on top of her. Together they lay, panting, hearts beating like trapped birds wings against each others chests. Nadine wrapped her legs around his waist, and Kain kissed her neck. Several minutes passed, their breathing evened out, and Kain sighed. Nadine wrapped her arms around his shoulders and squeezed him. Kain chuckled. She tightened her muscles around his cock, and he groaned. "I was just giving you a hug." Nadine laughed. "Yeah I felt that." Nadine felt a twinge of loss as his cock softened enough that when he moved he slipped free. Kain rolled to his side as Nadine unwound her legs from his hips. "I could die a happy man." Kain pulled her against him. "I'm not done with you yet." Nadine grinned as she curled up against him. Nadine was dreaming. Kain was curled behind her, and he had lifted one of her legs and slipped his cock inside of her. She felt his lips on her neck and shoulder, his hand cupping her breast. Never before had a dream been this real. She could actually feel him sliding in and out of her. She was almost thirty years old and was having a wet dream. Then it occurred to her that she could know she was dreaming... that was weird. She must not be as asleep as she thought. Suddenly, a quick pain came from her nipple. "You're not dreaming Sleeping Beauty." Nadine's eyes flew open. In the light from the television, she saw Kain's hand on her breast, her leg propped up over his, and when she looked farther, she could see his cock disappear inside of her. She shut her eyes and let the feelings wash over her. It was slow, steady lovemaking this time. Almost gently she came to the point that she needed to come, but the stimulation wasn't quite enough. Not sure how he would react, but sure he wouldn't mind, Nadine reached down and gave her clit a stroke. She walked her fingers down, resting them beside her opening, stroking his cock with her fingertips as he slipped out of her. "Oh God, Nadine.." Kain's hand tightened on her breast. She moved her hand slightly, cupping his balls as he thrust, rolling them in her hand. Kain had started moving faster, so Nadine wriggled around and got her other hand between her legs, rubbing her clit with one as she manipulated his sack with the other. "You're just begging for it, aren't you?" Kain moved his hand down to her hip, holding her steady as he pumped in and out of her. She didn't answer, only rubbed her clit faster. She was right on the edge, working her hips back against him, feeling his breath against her back. Nadine finally felt it, and her pussy clamped around his as he came, and her hand on his balls pressed them up and she spasmed. Kain grunted and he gave a few last jerky thrusts, emptying himself inside of her once more. Nadine's hands fell away, and she settled into a more comfortable position. Kain snuggled closer, and she fell asleep before he got completely adjusted. ~*~ November passed quickly for the couple. Boxes were stored out of sight, and Nadine packed up some of her own things for that day when they moved into a house of their own. They spent Thanksgiving at their families houses, dividing their time equally. Compared to Kain's family, the quietness of Nadine's was almost deafening. Once they got home, they took down the turkey decorations and then made love, falling asleep almost instantly. December came, and Nadine was itching to put up the Christmas decorations. But if they were going to be moving, she didn't want to take it all down and pack it up again. So far their searching had proved to be a disappointment. On the third, that all changed. Kain swept through the front door in a swirl of artic air and flakes of snow. Nadine had gotten home from work and was cooking their dinner. "I found it!" "Pardon me?" Nadine poked her head around the doorway to the kitchen. "I found it. It's our home, Nadine. It's perfect. There's one slight problem though." Kain removed his leather coat and hung it in the closet as he spoke. "What's wrong with it?" "It's seven minutes closer to my family." Kain grimaced. "Kain! Don't be ridiculous! Seven minutes is not that bad." Nadine laughed and moved again to the stove to stir the spaghetti sauce. "It does need a little work, but nothing that is unreasonable. I called the agent after I passed it. It just got listed this morning, which explains why I never noticed it before." Kain stepped over to the electric skillet and gave the hamburger a few swipes with the spatula. "What needs done to it?" "From what she has told me, it basically needs cleaned and painted. Part of the roof leaks over the bathroom, so the ceiling needs replaced in there, but my family can do that. It will just cost us the materials. We're meeting her tonight at seven." "Kain... you're very serious about this house aren't you?" "Absolutely. I want us moved in and the tree up by Sunday night." Kain laughed and leaned over to kiss Nadine's temple. "Wow. I hope the inside is pretty." Nadine drained the noodles, then poured them into the sauce. "I'm sure it will be. The outside is so cute.. I want to put up a picket fence." Kain laughed and added the meat to pan. They ate in relative silence, each in their own dreams of what they could do to their new home together. They left the dishes to be done when they got home, and headed towards the house. Kain pulled into the driveway, and Nadine gasped. It was dark, but the headlights showed the wrap-around porch, the flower beds, and the garage. There was a porch swing, and huge bay windows on either side of the door. "Oh, it's beautiful." Nadine hopped out of the car and headed up the sidewalk. "You're right, it does need a picket fence." Kain laughed and they walked up the steps together. Nadine tested the chains and then sat on the swing, using the toe of her shoe to push herself back and forth. "Kain, I love it. I love it, and I'm not even inside yet." "Me too. I can't wait." On cue, the realtor pulled up beside their vehicle. "You must be Kain and Nadine. I'm Monica Hall. Let's get inside, shall we?" Monica was a perky brunette in her forties, and her heels struck a no-nonsense staccato on the wooden boards of the porch. She unlocked the door, threw it wide and flipped on the lights. Neither Kain nor Nadine noticed she stepped through the threshold and to the side and began rattling off details. The front door opened into a great room with a fireplace and a circular staircase. To the left was a dining room and the kitchen, as well as a small bathroom. To the right was the 'parlor' and a another living room. Upstairs to the left there were two bedrooms and one bathroom, to the right there was a linen closet and the master bedroom and the master bath. A walk in closet graced the bedroom, as well as another fireplace. There was a small door that looked like it would lead to an attic, but really it was a small staircase that lead back down to the kitchen. The couple was speechless. It was gorgeous, and the realtor was right, it didn't need much work. Kain glanced at Nadine, saw the look of wonder on her face, and turned to Monica. "We'll take it." The following morning Nadine woke up before her alarm and stretched lazily. She turned gently, facing Kain. He was laying on his back, his legs sprawled, one arm above his head and the other flung out to the side. She muffled a laugh into her pillow. They were going to need a bigger bed. The man was huge! His hair was sleep rumpled and in need of a cut. His bangs had flipped and were laying across his forehead. He looked like one of the Beatles. Nadine let out a happy sigh. The best thing she had ever done in her life was let him come see her that day. He was almost too good to be true. The only thing they had 'argued' about was the toothpaste. She hated cinnamon but it was his favorite. If that was his one flaw, she would willingly scrub her teeth with fresh cinnamon sticks if it kept him around. A glance at the clock revealed she had an extra half hour, forty-five minutes if she didn't blow dry her hair. A wicked grin curved her lips, and Nadine inched closer to her prey. She leaned in and gave one of Kain's nipples a quick lap with her tongue. He didn't flinch. Nadine pursed her lips and blew on it gently. Instantly, it puckered. She again smothered a giggle. Walking her fingers along the top of the sheet that rested just below his navel, she ran her fingertips across his happy trail and delved under the sheet, tickling his hipbones. At that, he stirred, turning his head away from her and letting his arm drop to his side. Nadine smirked and let the tip of her forefinger trace a circle around the tip of his cock. He moaned, and curled his body further away from her. His brow furrowed and he mumbled something, turning onto his side. She grazed her nails lightly across his shoulders, then on down his back. Kain curled into himself more fully, exposing his back to her, and she almost wondered if he was awake enough to be messing with her also. She propped her head up on one hand and saw his eyes were still shut, and his brow was still furrowed. Again using her nails, she tickled down his side to his hip, then back up. Goosebumps broke out across his back, and he moved again. The poor guy wasn't getting good rest at this point. She decided to put him out of his misery. Nadine eased herself against his back, and ran her hand down his side, then over his ass. She gave each cheek a quick, light squeeze, then moved her hand between his legs, trailing her fingertips across his sack. That got his attention. Kain jerked, his shoulder hitting her chin and making her teeth snap together. "Baby, are you okay? My god, you'll probably have a bruise and people are going to think I'm beating you!" Kain sat up quickly, turning to face her. "No, I'm fine. I guess that's my punishment for messing with you these past several minutes." Nadine laughed, rubbing her jaw. "Are you sure? I'm sorry." "It's fine. I'm sure. You aren't easy to seduce out of your sleep ya know." "Oh, is that what you were doing?" "I was trying. You weren't cooperating." She smiled and pressed a kiss to his upper arm. "Sorry. You know it takes me a pot of coffee before I'm coherent." "Yeah yeah. Well, you go make it. I'm going to snooze." Nadine smiled and rolled onto her stomach, shutting her eyes. "You're a mean woman." Kain shook his head in mock dismay. Once the coffee had brewed and he poured them both cups, Nadine had really fallen back to sleep. Kain set the coffee down quietly on the nightstand, and crawled gently into bed. He knew she only had ten more minutes or so before she was going to be running late, but he let her nap. He also noticed in his absence she had taken off her clothes, all the more to tempt him with. She probably didn't figure he would wait for the coffee to brew before coming back. Kain reached for his cup and took several eye-opening gulps, feeling better almost at once. He watched his love sleep, thinking of how lucky he was in that moment. He wanted to spend forever waking up with her, living with her, loving her. She was the reason for his happiness. He couldn't possibly love her more. Suddenly her eyes popped open. "I fell asleep, didn't I?" "Yep." "Now there's no time for playing, is there?" "Not really." Nadine's lips turned down in a pretty pout. "We still have tonight though." "I wanted to play this morning." Kain brazenly shoved his sweatpants down off of his hips, exposing his semi-hard cock. "Play away, my vixen." "You're no fair. There isn't time for proper fun." "Suit yourself." Kain put his pants back where they should have been. "Okay, one minute." Nadine reached and freed his cock from his pants, diving towards him in a fluid motion. Her lips sealed around the head, and instantly slipped down, taking all of him in one stroke. Kain jumped in surprise, and set his coffee down where it would be safe. Nadine was busily sucking, licking, and stroking him with her hand. Kain moaned, his hand tangling in her hair and tugging slightly. He wasn't expecting that at all. Nadine moved her head quickly, and he was instantly incredibly, painfully hard. His hips thrust towards her, trying to set a tempo, and Nadine pulled back. She rested her hands on his hips, holding him down, letting her mouth do all the magic. Kain released her hair and struggled to keep his hands to himself. Finally he moved one hand to stroke the back of her neck and her shoulders. He trailed his fingertips onto her jaw line and over her cheek, moaning again as he felt his cock slipping in and out of her mouth. Dreams Come True She pulled back and teased him with her tongue, swirling and lapping, and finally flicking it quickly back and forth across the tip. Kain jerked and whispered her name. She trailed the tip of her tongue down to the base of his cock, then sucked at his balls for a time. Back up, taking his length inside of her mouth slowly. One last pull out, she swirled her tongue and gave the head a kiss. Kain's eyes were shut, and he was so close to the edge, he just needed to thrust madly and get it over with, but Nadine was having too much fun teasing. He knew there was only a few minutes, but he was ready. Her mouth left him, and he waited in anticipation for a couple seconds, then his eyes popped open. That little minx was climbing off the bed, heading for the bathroom. Kain groaned in agony. So close.. He heard her giggle as she stepped through the doorway to the bathroom. A glance at the clock revealed she was two minutes away from running late. Damn it. Kain sprung out of the bed, stripped his pants completely off and stomped in behind her just as she stepped under the spray of the shower. He shoved the curtain back and followed her in. "What are you doing?" Nadine laughed in surprise. "Finishing what you started." Nadine gasped as Kain grabbed her waist and shoved her to the back of the tub, spinning her away from him as he did so. His lips landed on her shoulders, kissing her, tasting her damp skin. His body curled against hers, and she felt his cock nudging her cheeks. Nadine wriggled against him as he caught her hair and tipped her head back, leaning in to kiss her neck, nipping gently. His other hand slid up her ribcage and cupped her breast, filling his hand then rolling her nipple between his fingers. Nadine whimpered, feeling herself expand and wetness that had nothing to do with the shower flooded between her thighs. Kain's hand moved to give the same attention to the other breast, and she pushed back against him more fully. "Kain.." She moaned in her throat as she felt him thrusting his hips lightly against her. "Yes?" He slid his hand down her stomach, up between her legs. His fingers seeking the center of her. They slipped between her lips easily and Nadine gasped, bucking against him. When he pressed against her clit, Nadine thought she was going to come unglued. He rubbed a tight, fast circle on the sensitive nub, and Nadine's knees almost quit supporting her. After a few moments of torture, Kain was about to explode. He slid his hand under her thigh and lifted it, helping her set her foot on the edge of the tub. He pressed against her back, making her bend forward slightly, and grasped his cock with his free hand, guiding it between her thighs. Nadine leaned forward a little more, and Kain thrust deep, sliding home. She gasped as he moaned. His hands moved to her hips, and he began pumping his hips frantically. Her skin was slippery, and he clenched his fingers, holding onto her as he moved, feeling her pussy clamping around him. One of Nadine's hands lifted to the back wall and she braced herself, while the other hand went between her legs and found her clit. Kain realized what she was doing and he groaned. "This isn't going to be long... better hurry baby..." Kain grunted as he thrust, trying to hold back. "Oh.. Yes.." Nadine's hips tipped and grinded against his as she played, and she came to the edge quickly. She gasped as she came, her hips jerked and her inner walls contracted and released, wringing Kain's orgasm from him. It happened faster than he anticipated, and the first spurt happened inside of Nadine. He withdrew quickly and grasped his cock, pumping the rest of his orgasm out. Nadine felt him splashing on her ass, the water rinsing it away as quickly as it landed. Kain leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her, and Nadine let her leg move, setting her foot back on the floor. She stood up fully and leaned into the wall, and Kain moved with her, kissing her neck again. "My god, Kain, that was intense." "See what happens when ya tease?" Kain released a gruff laugh. "No kidding. Today is going to be a good day." Nadine smiled. "Okay, let's get washed since we are in here. I think we're both going to be late for work." "It was more than worth it." ~*~*~ The rest of the week was hectic. Kain left early, taking a load of boxes with him on his way to work and dropping them off as he passed. Nadine would get home, load up what little she could in her car and head over there. By then, Kain was off work and he would meet her there to help unload. She would stay and sort the boxes, putting them in the rooms they belonged in, while Kain went back to her house for another load. By Friday, Nadine's house was all but naked, Kain's apartment had been stripped of its furniture, and the key had been handed over to the landlord. The last trip made was with Nadine's bed. At eight o'clock Friday night, they were homeowners, living in their own house. They called and ordered a pizza and took turns showering. Almost all of the boxes still needed unpacked, but the living room furniture was set up, and the TV was plugged in. In their jammies, they spent their first night in their new house watching sitcoms and eating pizza. It was perfect. True to his word, by Sunday night, every box was unpacked, and all of the Christmas decorations were up. Thanks to their families. Sunday morning at seven, they were stirred from their sleep by a pounding at the front door. "What the hell?" Kain got out of bed and threw on his pajama pants, shoving his hair off of his forehead as he headed downstairs. Nadine also got up, throwing her clothes on and tossing her hair up into a sloppy ponytail. Even as she was heading for the staircase, she heard voices. Lots of them. Blinking sleepily she stopped at the railing and gasped in surprise. Kain's entire family was filing in, followed by her family. They carried picnic baskets and percolators full of coffee. "I know it's early, but we wanted to get you lovebirds moved in as soon as possible. Where's your lovely lady?" Beverly, as usual, was taking charge. "Mom, we were in bed. What are you guys doing?" "I'm here." Nadine headed down the stairs. "Hello sweetie!" Nadine's mom spoke from somewhere in the crowd, followed by a chorus of good morning's and hello's from everyone else. "We knew Kain was being unrealistic wanting to be unpacked and decorated by tonight. But with, um, well, several more pairs of hands and sets of arms, it can be a reality." Beverly smiled. "We brought breakfast and coffee, so you guys just go on, get ready for the day, then come join us." Margy headed to the kitchen, as did everyone else who had their arms full with food or drink. Kain and Nadine looked at each other in wonder. This was a very united front. Everyone was as happy for them as they could be. They supported their decision and were behind them one hundred percent. As their love for each other shined through their eyes, Kain spoke quietly. "You're going to be my wife." He flashed his lopsided grin, and took off up the stairs to get ready. Nadine was in shock, but it was happy shock. She hugged herself and headed towards the troops. "Okay, listen up. I am an organized girl. Each room holds the boxes that go in that room. Some rooms, the furniture is adjusted, others, it's just piled in there. The only request I have, if I'm not in here to do it, is that the silverware drawer is to the right of the dishwasher. That's all I ask." Nadine smiled as the family bust out laughing. Nadine grabbed two cups of coffee for her and Kain, then darted upstairs. He was just stepping into the bedroom, his towel wrapped around his waist. "You're my hero." He batted his eyelashes and took his coffee from her. "You're silly." Nadine took a few swigs of the brew, then set it down and went to shower. She had just rinsed her hair when Kain stuck his head around the shower curtain. "I love you." "I love you too." "Hypothetically, if I asked you to marry me, you would, wouldn't you?" Nadine dropped the bottle of conditioner. "Are ya planning on asking?" "If you're gonna say yes I might." Kain smirked. "Then, there's a good chance I would say yes." "Okay. That's all I needed to know." Kain reached out and tweaked one of her nipples then blew her a kiss. "That man." Nadine shook her head and smiled. Today was going to be wonderful. Once Nadine was showered, dressed, and had thrown on some eyeliner, she headed back down to help. The house was in an uproar. Empty boxes were piled in the foyer, people were hammering, though to what purpose she couldn't fathom. She spied Forrest hammering a nail and hanging a picture on the wall. Ah. She could see the light. Kain was lugging furniture, and Nadine threw herself into unpacking boxes and decorating her rooms. Curtains were hung, books were stacked on the bookshelves, and dishes were unloaded. Coffee was drank, breakfast was nibbled on, and the messes cleaned up. Someone had turned on the stereo system and Christmas music was playing in the background. Nadine took a quick stroll through the house and suddenly realized that Amity, Lynn, Golda, and her mother were missing. She shrugged, figuring they were outside taking a break or something. She went back to the living room where her dad had just hung a couple shelves for her, and started placing her stuff on them. It was a little past one, and a knock sounded at the door. Nadine frowned, and went to answer it. It was a pizza guy, toting five large pizzas. She laughed as Forrest appeared to pay, then took off with the food in tow. Everyone converged to the kitchen and grabbed a slice, and pop was brought in from somebody's car. Nadine realized the girls were still missing. She asked her dad if he's seen them, and he shook his head no and practically ran away from her. She asked Beverly, and she did just about the same thing. Nadine frowned as she headed off to find Kain. "Oh, it's perfect. She's going to love it." Nadine froze outside the doorway to the parlor. She spied Kain and the missing women. They were whispering. She stepped to the side to eavesdrop. "We must have went to twelve stores. Okay maybe not that many, but we had trouble finding exactly what you described." Margy said. "You guys did good. Thank you. She's been asking where you've been. I was getting nervous. Okay, let's go to the grand entrance." Nadine practically ran into the kitchen, stopping with one hand on her chest, trying to calm her breathing. Did they do what she thought they did? "Nadine, sweetheart, where are you?" She heard Kain calling for her. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the kitchen. "Whatcha need?" A ton of expectant faces stared at her as she walked towards Kain. A hush had fallen over the crowd, and she came to a stop in front of him. "I've had a few little helpers today. Well, we both have. I'd like to thank everyone for coming here, and getting us moved into our home. It's not just a house anymore." Kain smiled at their families. "Nadine, I sent my elves out for an early Christmas present for you." Kain pulled his hand from behind his back, extending a box. Nadine's eyes grew wide. It was what she thought it was! She reached out with a shaking hand, taking the box from him. She flipped it open, and a huge diamond twinkled back at her. She gasped, almost dropping it. "Nadine, I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life, in our home, with you as my wife. You told me earlier you'd say yes, so I'm asking in front of all these people. Will you marry me?" Kain had kneeled in front of her as he spoke. Nadine swallowed hard, tears filling her eyes. "Yes." It was no more than a whisper. "I'm sorry, I don't think the masses heard you." Kain's eyes twinkled. "Yes! You silly man, YES!" Nadine threw herself at him. They toppled to the floor, Kain on his back, with Nadine draped over top of him. Everyone laughed, some wiped at their eyes as Nadine dropped kisses all over his face. "Did everyone hear that? We're going to be a family." Kain chuckled and grabbed her face with both hands, stilling her. "I love you." "I love you too." They kissed for real, still sprawled on the floor. Everyone quickly made their exits. The couple stayed like that, laying on the floor in their new home, letting their dreams come true all around them. Dreams Come True This is the first story I have written which was not about me but one that I hope will mean much more adventures on my part with my wife. My wife, Claire, and I recently had to travel to Calgary for family reasons and decided to take a side trip while there to Vancouver. Now in our 60's the thought of anything ever exciting happening has become a fantasy for me without any real expectations that it could become a reality. At 5' tall and 104 pounds Claire is petit but it only makes her 34 E tits stand out all the more. As much as she has gone topless when in Greece, talking to young men trying to sell wares on the beach, I have never managed to get her to any further. She will invent stories to tell me during sex but has always stressed that I would have to settle for fantasies. As we left Calgary one morning for Vancouver we passed through security at the airport. I noticed that she was pulled out of the line at the scanner and was talking to a young man. As I passed through I waited for her and heard him say that she was selected for a further search, it was routine and random according to airport regulations. He explained that it was a pat down and would she like a woman to be called over. Looking at me she just smiled and said it was not necessary. At that my cock started to grow immediately. She held out her arms and turned her back to the young man who started running his hands along her arms then down her sides where his fingers could be seen brushing the sides of her tits for all to see. He then patted down the back pockets of her pants and running his hands along the back of her legs. Still kneeling he asked her to turn and started up her legs from the ankles ending with her waist then patting down her front pockets and thighs very close to her pussy. By this time I was rock hard. Standing he checked her waist and raised his hands to the underside of her tits. At this point I clearly saw Claire lean forward quickly and his hands slip up onto her tits. Rather than pull away he just closed his fingers on her tits squeezing for a few seconds before letting her move on. When I asked her about it she was clearly excited and told me she found the whole experience a turn on. It fueled a few good stories as we had sex in Vancouver with me encouraging her for more. We arrived back in Calgary late at night to a fairly empty airport. Unlike many airports the arrivals and departures share a common area which brought us back past the security station. My wife suddenly asked me to wait here and walked over to the security area to speak with the same young man who had frisked her on our departure. She spoke with him a few moments and then with a wave to me walked away with the young man to a secure area. About a half hour later she came out alone walked up to me and kissed me deeply. I immediately tasted cum in her mouth and she whispered to me that she had something to tell me. Not being able to wait I pulled her into an empty departure lounge and had her sit. This was her story. The past few days she had been thinking about this young man feeling her up and it was one of the most exciting things she had ever felt, a stranger with his hands on her. It also seemed harmless to her and knew that it made me crazy with lust. When she saw him again she just had to speak to him and maybe repeat the whole event. She walked up to him and when he smiled at her realized he remembered her. She told him that she did not feel that security in Vancouver did as good a job as he had. He asked if she would like a throughout search and she said yes. Here or in a secure room was all he asked. She said she was surprised by her answer but blurted out a secure room. All very professional he asked her to stand as they entered the room and raise her hands to her side. Again her felt her arms, back and legs but spent more time on her ass and thighs. She was shaking as he ran his hands up her sides and stopped to fell the sides of her tits, pushing them together. Facing her he cupped her tits and asked if she was concealing anything there. At that point she realized this may be going a little further than she had thought but wanted to keep his hands on her and said he would have to find out. With that he unbuttoned her shirt and then unclipped her bra. She was so excited standing there with her big tits hanging out feeling him staring then lifting them and squeezing. He felt her tits for a few minutes before dropping one hand down to between her legs rubbing her pussy through her pants. At that point her brain said stop but her body wanted more and he unbuttoned her pants, pulled the zipper down and slide his hand down her pants over her panties and ran his fingers along her pussy lips. She grabbed his hand, not to stop him but so that he would not pull it back. At this point he told her he had to do a cavity check and moved his fingers from outside her panties to her bare pussy, sliding one up her cunt and finger fucking her until she came. He then asked her to sit while her checked her oral cavity. At this point she told me that it only seemed fair and as she sat he stood in front of her opening his pants. His cock was not very big, cut, and suddenly right in front of her face. Her words to me were, I wanted it so badly I just grabbed it and swallowed as much as I could. At first he was content to have my wife suck his cock but then began actively fucking her face. She could feel his cock growing harder, bigger and knew he was close but kept his cock tight in her mouth until he exploded. She had forgotten how young men cum and felt like gallons of sperm were being shot out of his cock into her mouth. She is not sure it will happen again but as she says, she is no longer apposed to letting whatever happens happen.