When they arrived at the Center. They dragged the coolers inside and unloaded the gear. Half an hour later, they were dropping the truck off at the construction site, and Stu was following Ellen to her house in his pickup truck.
Ellen's house was exactly like Ellen, clean, organized, and cute as hell. Ellen was starting a load of laundry when Stu walked up behind her and put his arms around her.
"Stu, what are you doing? I'm trying to get organized."
"I can see that. It's one of the things I love about you." Said Stu and he gently caressed her soft little breasts through her shirt and bra. Stu kissed the back of her neck and then ran his right hand down the front of her body and straight between her legs. She wasn't wet yet, but Stu could feel the heat, and her breathing told him it wouldn't be long.
"God that feels so... Wait, you're toying with me. You're trying to get my panties wet. Are you trying to soak my panties Stu?"
"Maybe" said Stu applying some upward pressure into her crotch and rubbing.
"Fuck... My pussy just kicked into turbo. These panties are a goner."
Stu knelt down and opened the front of Ellen's jeans. He slid them down and ran his finger along the front of her panties.
"Wet! Just how I like them." Whispered Stu.
"Bastard!" Whispered Ellen. "Bend me over the couch and fuck me, right now Stu, Fuck me hard!" Groaned Ellen.
Stu tried to be gentle rubbing the head of his cock against her, but Ellen was having none of it. She backed into him and commanded him.
"I said Fuck me!"
The sex lasted for about five minutes. When Ellen finally came, the gripping spasms of her vagina won out and Stu was finished.
"We couldn't even unpack before you were putting the meat to me. Damn Stu."
"You say that like it's a bad thing." Laughed Stu.
Ellen turned into Stu and kissed him deeply.
"There are worse things."
Waking up in Ellen's bed was new to Stu and he liked it. Ellen was sleeping soundly.
God she is even more beautiful when she's asleep. Stu didn't see how that was possible.
Stu had used the word love, and he had meant it. The feelings between them were strong. But how much of what they had was a byproduct of sexual chemistry. They were the definition of a binary explosive. When they got together, they had an exothermic reaction and BOOM!
Stu went into Ellen's cute, neat little kitchen and found the coffee and got a pot brewing. It wasn't so much that he was snooping or being nosy, he just wanted to know Ellen better. She was so organized and everything about her and her life made sense. Ellen was the polar opposite of his last love interest Kayla. Like Pete and Sharon, his relationship with Kayla didn't survive his return from fighting a war in a land far away.
He had been a train wreck when he got home. The things he had done and seen had made him a different man from the one that had left. The decreasing frequency of her emails and calls had caused Stu to become suspicious that there were problems in their relationship. The pictures emailed to him from one of his buddies of Kayla kissing another guy had been a knife to the heart.
He had thought he was in love with her and that she was in love with him. He also thought the sex with her was great, it really wasn't. Sex was great in general, and that's why guys chased after pretty girls and made bad decisions. Stu had gotten lucky; he had thought he was in love with Kayla. One evening with Ellen had disproved that theory.
His time with Ellen had introduced a new word into his vocabulary, intimacy. Of course, the sex with Ellen was great. They were attracted to each other and the chemistry worked. But what they had together was so much more. He was sure that Ellen felt the same way. It was obvious. She didn't hold back with him, and he could literally feel her love.
The coffee maker beeped, and Stu brought a cup of coffee into the bedroom for Ellen. He gently held the cup under her nose while softly bringing her the rest of the way out of her slumber. Ellen realized what the smell was and her eyes lit up. No one had ever brought her coffee in bed before. Ellen was incredibly happy. The sparkle in Ellen's eyes was so gratifying to Stu. He had never felt like this before.
"If you are bringing me coffee just to try and get in my pants it won't work. It isn't going to make my panties wet either. I'm not wearing pants or panties. The joke's on you." Said Ellen with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes."
"Is that what you think? That I live to make your panties wet?" replied Stu.
"Well... I think you have a fixation or maybe a fetish for soaking my panties."
Stu took her coffee from her and set it on the nightstand. He then gently pushed her back down and climbed between her legs.
