0 comments/ 9170 views/ 6 favorites A Touch of Cinnamon Ch. 01 By: french_toast She sighed. Closing her umbrella she took a long look out the main door of the apartment building that she just entered. Dark, gray, and raining: typical California November weather. Water dripped off her clothes. Even with an umbrella she always managed to get wet. She opened her mailbox and pulled out a giant pile of papers and pressed the button to the elevator. As she waited she began sorting through her mail. Her mail consisted of ads, coupons, bills, and more bills. 'Wonderful' she thought sarcastically to herself. She took the elevator up to the fourth floor, walked over to her apartment, and unlocked her door. The opened door revealed the inside of a small, cluttered studio apartment. She spent most of her days working and didn't have much time for doing chores. Clothes were strewn about on chairs and papers cluttered a dining room table that was scrunched into a corner of the room. The only part of her apartment that was kept clean was the kitchen. Cooking was one of the only activities in her life that kept her sane these days. There was so much work to be done at the law firm that she couldn't even manage to get an extra day off to go home for Thanksgiving. She cooked a pot of beef stew and sat down to eat. Her mind wandered to the thought of spending Thanksgiving alone. Maybe she should make a turkey? No, there was no one to share it with. Normally on Thanksgiving, she would be helping her mom create a feast for the twenty other relatives coming over to celebrate. This year, she may not even celebrate at the holiday at all. Depressed at the thought, she momentarily stopped eating and looked down at her food. Just then she heard a knock at her door causing her to jump. Annoyed, she walked over to the door and jerked it open. A cheerful "Hi" escaped the mouth of the smiling blonde pup of a man. It was her neighbor Erich. The 23 year old almost always could be described as a bubbly bunch of sunshine with too much energy. His appearance didn't help that aspect either. His blond hair glittered as though it were the sun itself and although, his eyes were somewhat small, they always shone. One dimple showed on his right cheek and it only added to his warmth and charm. "Some of your mail got put into my mailbox," he continued, shoving another bill in her hand. He walked right into the apartment uninvited but she was used to it by now. She still wished, however, that he would take note of the mood she was in before he busted his way in. "It smells so good! Is this your stew?" he asked, looking up with his brown puppy dog eyes. "Yes, go ahead and help yourself," she said reluctantly. Not only did he always barge in, he always happened to barge in right after she had cooked dinner. She usually made extra food for left overs but whenever Erich stopped by the pot was left completely bare. She watched Erich search for the largest bowl she owned and pour the remaining stew into it. "Why don't you just eat from the pot? It would save me from washing one more dish." "Dawn, you know I couldn't do anything so uncivilized," he said as he made a point to use his sweatshirt to wipe his mouth. She rolled her eyes and let out a small chuckle. "By the way Dawn, I have a favor to ask of you." "I am not taking your clothes to the dry cleaner again. You're old enough to do it yourself." "No, it's not that. My mom is coming into town in a few days for Thanksgiving. She's staying for a week." "Well, good for you. She can take your clothes to the dry cleaners then." " Ha-ha-ha. She will. But really, she has been nagging me to get serious and buckle down with my life. I have a steady job now but what she really wants---" he pretended to wince at the thought, "is grandkids. I told her that I have a serious girlfriend so that she wouldn't set me up on blind dates." "So what does this have to do with me?" "Well, she expects to meet my girlfriend this holiday but the problem is I don't actually have a girlfriend." "Good luck then. I'm sure you'll be able to ask out one of the girls that I always see you with." Ever since he had moved in, Erich seemed to have short, petite, blonde girls hanging onto him. It was unclear what their relationship was to Erich but Dawn had always assumed that they were dating, or fucking, or both. "Actually, I was hoping you would pretend to be my girlfriend for the week." "What? You have to be kidding me. Go ask someone else and maybe someone your age I might add." "Why should I ask someone else and besides, you are my age. Just because you are six months older doesn't mean we're generations apart." "Why does it have to be me?" "You aren't going home for Thanksgiving right? There should be no problems then." "So you're saying I'm a last resort? Thanks." "That's not what I mean Dawn. I mean you're pretty, smart, talented, and successful. There's no way my mom couldn't approve of you as my girlfriend. You being available for Thanksgiving just adds to the perfection of my plan." "If your plan were so perfect, why would you need to ask me to pretend to be your girlfriend?" "Fine, I didn't completely think things through when I told my mom I had a girlfriend, but please Dawn do me a favor. If you do this I'll do anything you want me to for a week!" "Anything?" She asked raising an eyebrow. Glancing over at the sink she saw a pile of dishes that needed to be washed. God, did she hate doing dishes. She began imagining an apartment with no dishes to be washed, no clothes to be hung, and no papers to be organized. Now that would be bliss. "Done! Have fun doing my chores for a week." She smiled sweetly. "Thank you! What would I do without you?" He grabbed her shoulders, kissed her on the cheek, and bounced out the door. Dawn was left sitting in astonishment. What did she get herself into? ***** The following day had been so busy for Dawn that she forgot about her agreement with Erich. The law firm she recently took up position with was working on a large case that required the utmost attention. Although, she was not that imperative to the firm, her bosses kept her running from one task to the next. She did not arrive home until late that night and to her surprise Erich was sitting in front of her door. He stood up abruptly when he noticed her walking towards him. "What took you so long?! I was waiting here since I got off work and I'm hungry. What are you making for dinner? By the way, we need to go over some things before you meet my mom. See I have a whole list..." He rambled. Dawn knew he would have kept up with his incessant talking but she interrupted him. "Erich. Be quiet. I'm tired and we'll get to everything you want to talk about but first just let me open the door and take off my shoes." She shuffled him to the side, opened the door and collapsed onto the nearest chair. After pulling off her heels she stood up again to start dinner. "Grilled cheese sandwiches?" Erich asked. "Look, I'm tired and it's late." Dawn irritably replied. "Hey, I'm not complaining. Grilled cheese sandwiches are good. So anyways, back to what I was saying earlier. My mom wants to meet you on Sunday. She's arriving at the airport at four-thirty and she wants to go to dinner at seven. I'll meet you at your apartment and I'll drive us over to the restaurant. She'll meet us there." He paused for a brief moment while Dawn plopped a plate with a few sandwiches on it in front of Erich. He dug in and somehow managed to continue speaking between bites. "My mom doesn't like anyone who's sloppy so make sure you dress up. You can't show up in your normal jeans and t-shirt that you normally wear on weekends. Don't wear too much makeup but she prefers girls who wear at least some. She knows that I like girls that are quirky so make sure you show your personality but she is also conservative so be careful not to take any jokes too far. There's a lot of other notes I've made but here, you can look at them yourself." He pushed a sheet of paper towards her that was covered in writing from front to back and swallowed his last bite of sandwich. "How does this fit in with what you said yesterday about how I was pretty, smart, talented and successful and that there was no way that your mom could object?" Dawn asked incredulously. "Well, I'm not saying that you aren't any of those things but my mom can be very criticizing. So just take a look at my notes and everything is ok, but I think I may have forgotten a few things." Before he could say any more she tore the sheet of paper into quarters and threw it in the trash. "Look, I know you're worried, but if she doesn't like me, that just means that you'll have to attend a few bad blind dates. Now, if you don't mind, I would like to get some sleep." He looked up at her as though he was about to cry but it was hard for her to care at this moment. Normally that look would make her take back her statement and allow him to stay for longer. Tonight, though, that was not going to happen. As she pushed him towards the door, he instantly realized that she must have had a bad day. Rather than allowing her to toss him out, he quickly ran back to the kitchen. She sighed in frustration while he put some milk on the stove and added some chocolate powder into it. He knew she loved hot chocolate. When he took the hot chocolate off the stove he grabbed a bottle from the spice rack and tapped some of its contents into the hot chocolate. He grinned up at her and said: "Don't worry, it's just a touch of cinnamon. Trust me this will make your day better. Good night" He said staring into her eyes while he brushed his hand through her hair. At that he left. She sat at the table vexed. Why did he have to come over? The last thing she needed today was a lecture about how she should impress his mother. For goodness sake, she wasn't even his real girlfriend. She could care less about his mother's opinion of her. After taking a sip of the hot chocolate though, Dawn couldn't help but to feel some gratitude for Erich's visit. He was right. This did make her day better. A Touch of Cinnamon Ch. 02 Sunday had arrived and Erich impatiently pounded on the door to Dawn's apartment. "Dawn, hurry up!" He called through the door. "Hold on, I'm coming." She replied as she opened the door. "Just let me get my purse." Dawn turned back into her apartment and picked up a small satchel sitting on the chair. She then continued out the door, locked up her apartment, and started heading to the elevator. Only then did she realize Erich still standing there in a daze. "Erich! Weren't you the one yelling at me to hurry up? Let's go!" Erich finally snapped out of his stupor. "R-Right," he said. Dawn was always pretty but tonight she looked absolutely stunning. She wore a black cocktail dress, that revealed everything and yet nothing at the same time. The neckline wasn't plunging but it showed just a touch of cleavage revealing the shape of her breasts. The back of the dress was left somewhat open so that her shoulders and upper back were left bare. The skirt wasn't too short but it was just short enough to reveal her long, pretty legs. Her brown hair, which was left down for once, framed her face. This was the first time Erich had ever seen her without her hair pulled back and he couldn't help but to wish to see her like this more often. His initial shock at her beauty gave way to fantasies of making love to her playing in his head. These fantasies continued as he got in the car, went on autopilot, and drove them to the restaurant. His thoughts were finally interrupted by a familiar voice. "Erich. We're here. Why are you still sitting in the car? What on earth is wrong with you today?! You hardly even said a word the whole way over here and normally you won't stop talking even to take a breath. At this rate you'll expose the fact that we aren't actually dating in two minutes flat." Dawn said. "S-sorry. My mind is just wandering. You know, the nerves." Erich partially lied. "Anyways, we should be getting inside." He ushered her into the restaurant and spotted a middle age woman waving at him. He walked towards her and Dawn followed behind. "Hi Mom, how was the flight? You look great by the way. And this is Dawn, my girlfriend." He fired off, hugging his mom. "Hi Dawn. It's great to meet you." She politely said holding her hand out. Dawn shook her hand and cordially replied: "It's great to meet you too. I was wondering when Erich would finally introduce me to his family." "Hiding her from us Erich? You know this boy didn't even tell me he was dating you until a few days ago. Can you believe that? And you two have been dating for a year and a half now already! Well I can't wait to hear how you two met but first you need to excuse me. I need to wash my hands. I'll let you take a seat and order your drinks." "Psst... Erich! A year and a half?! Are you kidding me? She's going to expect a long history between us. I could easily pretend we'd been dating for five months but I can't come up with 18 months worth of relationship material on the spot." Dawn whispered to him as his mother left the table. "Look, she put me on the spot. So I just said the first thing I could think of. Besides Dawn, I did meet you a year and a half ago." Erich responded. It was true though. Erich had moved into her apartment a year and a half ago. At that time Dawn was still a law student and had little interest in speaking to anyone who wouldn't further her career. Erich, however, was determined to be friends with her. To be honest, it was more like he was determined to eat her food and have her do his household chores. "Anyways, I'll handle most of the talking." Dawn and Erich stopped talking and smiled awkwardly as they noticed Erich's mom walking back to the table. She sat down and the waitress stopped by to take their orders. When the waitress left, Erich's mom started: "So where were we? Oh yes. You were about to tell me how you met." "Well, when I moved into the apartment I went to all my neighbors' apartments to introduce myself. Dawn happens to have the apartment across from mine, you see. So after I made her acquaintance we ended having a romantic candle lit dinner and she struck me with her charm. We've been seeing each other ever since." Erich said casually. Dawn choked at Erich's answer. A romantic candle lit dinner? Struck with charm? Ha. Erich had gone over to Dawn's apartment to introduce himself all right. At the time she had wished that he would just leave. She was hard at work in her studies and in the middle of cooking dinner. She almost shoved him out the door because he would not stop speaking. He eventually left telling her to let him know if she ever needed anything. She had hoped to never have to deal with him again. Fate, it seems, had another plan. A city wide power outage occurred thirty minutes after Erich had left. Dawn had candles and matches but somehow couldn't seem to light the candles no matter how hard she tried. Giving up she eventually went over to Erich's apartment to ask if he had any more luck with matches than she did. He lit the candles but anytime Dawn moved them, the flame burned out. Erich had to relight the candles after they moved the candles back inside Dawn's apartment. Out of politeness, Dawn then offered to do Erich a favor in return for helping her. To her surprise, Erich pointed to the pasta she had cooked right before the power outage. Erich couldn't cook without power and all the restaurants were closed. There wasn't any way Dawn could refuse at that point. So the night ended with the pair of them eating dinner in the dark with one candle between them. 'Great first date, huh?' Erich had jokingly said then. His remark was met with a swift kick in the leg. Struck with charm? Struck with a foot maybe. "How nice." Erich's mom replied. "It must have been love at first sight. So Dawn, what did you think of my son when you met him?" 'I thought he was a hyper golden retriever that wouldn't stop yipping' Dawn thought to herself but instead responded: "He was so handsome there was no way I couldn't fall in love with him upon first seeing him." Erich's mom asked one or two other relationship questions but nothing that Dawn couldn't answer. The rest of the dinner was spent talking about their careers, the weather, the upcoming holiday, and oh yes, of course, how many children they should have in the future. When they finished their meals it was about 10:00. "Well, why don't we chit-chat more at the hotel?" Erich's mom said as they stood up to leave. "Oh, I would love to but I still have more work to finish for tomorrow." Dawn declined. "I hate to be rude but you know how it can be at work sometimes." "That's too bad. It was good to meet you though. I guess Erich will have to drive you back then." "No, don't worry about it. I'll take a taxi home; the taxi stand is right outside. Erich should take you back to the hotel, I'm sure you have more things to talk about." "Are you sure?" "Yes." She smiled and looked at Erich awkwardly. Hesitantly, she pecked Erich on the cheek. "Goodnight. I'll see you later Erich." She walked out to the taxi dispatcher and stood waiting for the next available taxi. Erich and his mom had walked out towards his car. Except Erich sprinted back towards her as his mom lingered by the parking spaces. "Yes?" Dawn asked looking confused. "I don't think my mom quite believed that last kiss." He whispered into her ear. Erich proceeded to encircle her with his arms and leaned over to press his lips onto hers. Ahh... they were soft and warm. It was heaven. Then he slid his tongue inside her mouth. It was a gentle kiss at first, but it gradually became more intense. His tongue massaging against hers demanded her to respond to his touch. The kiss deepened and she felt her knees go weak, melting into his arms. About twenty seconds later, Erich pulled away ending the kiss. "I think that was more convincing." Erich grinned and left her standing at the taxi stand in a daze. "Miss, your taxi has arrived." Dawn heard a far off voice say. Not registering what the words that had been said or what was happening around her, she climbed in and the taxi drove off. A Touch of Cinnamon Ch. 03 Dawn was riding him. God did it feel good. She was taking him in fast even strokes but suddenly she changed pace. She slowly rose up and slid quickly back onto him, taking all of him into her at once. He couldn't handle it anymore. He needed to be in control and take her until they both came to screaming orgasms. He rolled over only to fall off the bed. Damn. That had just been another dream. Taking notice of his morning wood he went to take his daily shower or as he could also call it, his daily relief. He striped off his clothing revealing a lean musculature body and stepped into the hot steaming water. His mind wandered to the previous night as he began beating off to the idea of how the night potentially could have ended. He imagined her naked body tangled up with his, her arms desperately grabbing onto him, her tongue massaging against his, and her sweet voice manifesting the pleasure he was giving her. Allowing himself to finally climax to an orgasm, he cleaned himself up and stepped out of the shower. Erich heaved a sigh. It was still just imaginary. Erich had wanted Dawn ever since he first saw her. He remembered seeing her at a nearby café when he was in the neighborhood looking for an apartment. She was sipping coffee at an outside table while reading a giant textbook. Erich couldn't help but to notice how cute she was. Her mood seemed to change every two minutes. First she would be smiling, obviously enjoying the book, only to change to an expression of palpable frustration. After another few minutes her expression would revert back to its happy nature. He laughed as he once again saw a small line appear down her forehead frowning in confusion at what she was reading. He wanted to walk over and talk to her but he couldn't, not then. Watching her was too entertaining; he was going to wait until she broke away from the contents of her book. Only to his dismay, he never got the opportunity. Another man in the café had noticed her as well and stupidly decided to make an attempt to flirt with her. Erich watched the man walk up to the table and clear his throat. Dawn looked up with a look in her eye that sent him fleeing in two seconds flat. Erich decided that it would be best not to speak to her in fear that she would reject him in the same manner. Yet, he was still in captivated with her. He ended up signing the lease to the apartment nearby in the hope that he would run into her again in better circumstances. He couldn't help but to have vivid dreams of making passionate love to her since he saw her and he started a morning ritual of beating off to the thought of her that continued even now. During the month before he moved in, he kept thinking to himself, maybe it was better to have her be a mere fantasy. What if her personality was horrible and nothing to reflect her cute, sweet, innocent, sexy appearance? To his surprise when he moved in, Dawn turned out to have the apartment across from his. He was so nervous that he couldn't stop talking. She was still amazingly pretty although she barely said two words partially because he was scared to let her. He was scared that she would no longer be his dream girl if he found out what she was really like. When she had come to ask for him to light the candles for her, he found her to be even more amazing than he could possible imagined. She was sweet with a hint of sassiness. Her humor was quirky but added to the essence of her lure. Her personality, he thought was equivalent to sugar and spice. Not any spice though. Some spices were too dull to describe her but others were too fiery and piercing. Cinnamon, that's what he had compared her to then, his favorite spice. They were both sweet with a sense of warmth. He had hoped his candle light dinner would win her over but his hopes were crushed when she so outwardly rejected him. She continued to say how Erich could be the younger brother that she never had, how young he was, and how he had so much more to learn about life. 'Fine,' he had thought, 'if she wants me to be her younger brother, then I'll act like her little brother.' With that notion, he continuously pestered her with meaningless trivialities. 'Dawn, a button fell off my lucky shirt and I have a presentation tomorrow. Please fix it for me?' He could have easily fixed any of the problems by himself but why would he? Dawn would always ever so sweetly help him. Even if she only thought of him as a younger brother, at least her attention would be on him. That was until she got a boyfriend eight months later. The relationship only lasted for three months. He wasn't sure why it had broken off only that he couldn't be more relieved. Those were the worst three months of his life. There were some office girls that were interested in him and had been trying to get his attention since he started working as a businessman at the company. They had gone to the extent of making up excuses to come to his apartment with him. He never made any moves on them until Dawn started dating 'Albert'. Erich couldn't deal with Dawn ignoring him. He wanted to make her jealous so he began sleeping around with a few of the girls from his office. He knew Dawn saw them coming in and out of his apartment but she never said anything about it. Sleeping with a girl who wasn't the girl he wanted was bad enough, but to have Dawn not even show the least bit of jealousy was even more painful. For some reason he couldn't stop playing around with these other girls though. It was probably to help drown out the reality of the situation. When Dawn finally had broken up with Albert, Erich dumped all the girls he had been seeing. Unfortunately, some of those girls wouldn't "allow it" and continued to try to "fix" the relationship. Those girls still showed up at his apartment from time to time, it was sad really. Erich had no intention of getting back together with them since Dawn had been the only girl that he truly wanted from the beginning. Erich went back to his initial "brother-sister" relationship with Dawn at that time. He couldn't help but to want more though but he couldn't complain since her attention was fixated back on him. He thought that he would never be able to have her and that he should be happy with how the way things were, that was, until last night. The sound of an alarm went off in the bedroom and Erich awoke from his recollections. 'Time to go to work' he reflected. He finished getting dressed and left his apartment hoping that today, maybe, just maybe, his dreams would turn into a reality. A Touch of Cinnamon Ch. 04 Dawn heard her alarm clock go off in the background. She did not want to get up. She was so warm and comfortable but there's was no way she could possibly skip work today. Grudgingly she turned off her alarm clock and opened a single eye only to discern a very shirtless Erich lying in her bed. "Erich!" She yelped jumping out of bed taking the blankets with her. Then she realized he was not only shirtless; he was pantless and exceedingly hard and large. She saw that he was protruding and had managed to escape from the restrains of his boxers. She covered her face her in the blankets. "Dawn, what are you yelling about first thing in the morning? Oh..." Erich chuckled at her embarrassment. "Look Dawn, it's morning and I was sleeping next to a beautiful woman. What do you expect?" "Why are you naked?" "You wouldn't let me go remember? It was hot and I had nothing to change into so I took off some clothes. There's nothing to be embarrassed about Dawn. I know you've seen the male body before." Erich said as he put his clothes back on. "I have but... but... you're different!" Dawn stammered as she peaked above the blankets. "How so Dawn? Because we aren't dating?" "Well yes. I mean you're like my younger brother. And besides you're huge!" Dawn realized the mistake of blurting out what she was thinking. Why did she have to say that? She buried her head back into the blankets. "Huge Dawn? I don't think an older sister would call her brother huge." Erich laughed. "I also don't think you'd kiss your younger brother either and we've already done that as well." Dawn groaned. Erich wrapped his arms around her and placed a kiss on the top of her head. "It'll be ok Dawn. I'm sure you'll forget all about this as soon as you realize that it's already 7." "It's 7?! Oh no, it can't be! I need to take a shower and eat breakfast still!" Dawn ran into the bathroom and started running the shower. Erich laughed even harder. It was only 6:30. Dawn didn't even bother checking the clock and sure enough she already forgot all about her embarrassment. While Dawn took her shower, Erich started breakfast for her and when she got out of the bathroom fully clothed in a suit, breakfast was on the table. Dawn looked at the french toast in wonder. "Erich, this looks delicious but I really don't have time to eat." "Yes you do," he said as he pointed towards the clock. It was 6:45. Dawn stared at the clock in confusion. The little line on her forehead began to form again. "But you said that it was 7!" "I lied. Since you have time though, you should eat." He passed the french toast to her followed by the syrup. Dawn had to admit it was nice to be able to eat a hot breakfast for once. She loved to cook but she never was a morning person. "So have you calmed down?" Dawn blushed from the question. She had calmed down a bit. However, she was now picturing what she had seen earlier that morning. Dawn tried to clear the image from her head but couldn't manage to. The worst part about it was that she was starting to get turned on. "You're just my younger brother," She muttered under her breath. Erich still heard her. "Oh really?" He asked and leaned towards her and gave her another fantastically breath-taking kiss. Erich slowly withdrew from her lips and she moaned with longing. This time Dawn initiated the next kiss. It was so sweet and had the faintest taste of french toast. With perfect timing though, her phone began ringing. Dawn seemed to have a talent for keeping him on edge, unsatisfied, and horny as hell. "AHHHHHHHHHH! I have to get to work!" Erich watched in amusement as Dawn freaked out and began running around the room trying to find her keys. "Looking for these?" Without even getting a response she had grabbed the keys from him and started herding Erich out of the door. "I love you too," he said sarcastically as he found himself already standing in the hallway. She turned around and pecked him on the lips. Erich smiled exposing his one dimple and Dawn felt her face redden. She didn't actually just do that right? Dawn knew that she had though. She also knew why she had. Her phone began to ring again and she lost her train of thought. All she could think about now was how she needed to get to work on time. On that note she ran off with Erich gazing after her in amazement. ***** Erich and Dawn entered into the apartment at the same time. They glanced at each other and noted each other's tired state. It was 9PM and they both just got off work. "Presentation?" Dawn asked. "Yep. Long day?" Erich responded. "Yes. Take out?" "Chinese?" "Of course." "The usual?" "Do you need to ask?" "I'll call." They headed upstairs without saying much. Both of them were just glad that they didn't have to worry about entertaining Erich's mom tonight. She was having dinner with a few friends that lived in town. Thank goodness. Neither Dawn nor Erich were in a mood to talk much right then. They entered into Erich's apartment and Dawn plopped down into a beaten old leather couch. Erich walked into the kitchen and started to order their food. Erich's apartment was bigger than Dawn's since he could afford it. The space was still fairly small although it had a kitchen, living room, bedroom, and bathroom. That was all he really needed. His room was pretty much in the same state as Dawn's except that he didn't have an excuse not to clean. He had kept all his furniture from college. Thus, everything looked broken down but it was comfortable and he didn't need to impress anyone with a fancy apartment. He only needed something functional. Erich walked back into the living room and saw Dawn looking at the collection of videos piled up. He had recorded most of the movies lying there off of TV programing. She picked one up and pointed to it with a pleading look. "Fine," Erich said rolling his eyes as he inserted 'It Happened One Night' into the DVD player. It seemed to have become Dawn and Erich's tradition after a long day to order Chinese take out and watch a movie in Erich's apartment. At first Erich only had a collection of action and comedy movies. Dawn saw to it that he added some romances and classics to that as well. She almost threatened to stop coming because of the movies he kept picking out. There was only so many times she could manage to watch "300". Dawn curled up to Erich on the couch while they ate their dinner and watched the movie. After Dawn had finished eating she somehow managed to get into a strange position. She somehow always found strange sitting positions to be comfortable. Erich always made fun of her habit but he loved it, mostly because it would usually end up exposing some of her cleavage. "Comfortable?" Erich inquired looking down at her. Shit. He could see down her shirt and was starting to feel himself get hard. "Uh huh," She said apparently unaware of her effect on him. Erich sat through the movie attempting not to pounce on her. He squirmed as the last scene was coming to a close. The walls of Jericho just fell down when all of the sudden the video cut to another program that had been previously recorded on the disc. Dawn sprang up from her position on the couch, closed her eyes, and covered her ears in shock. "Porn? You recorded porn?" Dawn questioned hysterically. Erich swung his legs up on the couch so that his back was against the armrest. "Don't be such a baby Dawn. It's just what happens after the walls of Jericho come crashing down." Erich calmly answered. He peeled away her hands from her ears and drew her onto his lap. He positioned her so that she faced him straddling his legs. She still had her eyes closed. "Open your eyes Dawn, I'm sure you'll actually enjoy it as soon as you start watching it." She slowly cracked an eye open only to see two writhing naked bodies on screen. "See, now doesn't that look fun?" Erich asked teasingly. Dawn fidgeted in discomfort only to feel the bulge in Erich's pants brush up between her thighs. She whimpered. Erich smiled and wrapped one arm around her waist. He unbuttoned the top five buttons on her blouse with his other hand to reveal her bra as he kissed her. He then unhooked her bra exposing her breasts. Slowly, Erich moved his mouth over her nipple and took it into his mouth. Dawn arched her back, moaning in pleasure. She no longer had any control over her thoughts. She didn't even notice the moans sounding from the porn that played in the background. He sucked on her nipple as she began grinding her hips against him. His hand moved up her skirt and his fingers brushed over her panties. He smiled at his discovery: she was wearing a G-string. He pulled them to the side and began playing with her clit. At that moment all Erich wanted was to bring her pleasure. Her breathing was changing rapidly and he could hear how close she was to an orgasm. He suddenly pushed two fingers all the way into her pussy, finding they slid in with ease. She screamed, overtaken by a violent orgasm, and collapsed on top of Erich. A few minutes later Dawn opened her eyes to realize that she had been moved into the bedroom. Erich kissed her cheek softly and removed the rest of their clothing. Dawn tried to speak only to be cut off with a slow honeyed kiss. Erich stared into her eyes and brushed her hair away from her face. He moved his body over top of hers. She felt his cock pressed against her entrance as he stared into her eyes softly. He moved his body into hers in several gentle strokes. She felt wonderfully warm and tight. It was extremely difficult for him to maintain control. His strokes were slow and steady. Dawn wrapped her arms around him and pulled him even closer. She nibbled at his ear and neck as he groaned with delight. He felt lost within her touch. It was better than anything he ever imagined. All he could focus on was her warmth flowing into him. He could feel an overwhelming intensity build up and he quickly pulled out. An explosion of cum released onto her breasts leaving Erich feeling happily drained. Satisfied, he laid down next to her and brought her closer. She smiled lazily at him and cuddled up even closer to him. Gradually she fell asleep in his arms. "Please don't let this be another dream," Erich whispered into her ear. He bent towards her and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. He felt as though if he fell asleep everything that had just happened would fade into daylight. He fought to stay awake but eventually diminished into a slumber.