Only once in the next few days did either of us get dressed, and that was just to go back to Johnnie Walker's office to sign the contract for Deidra's future bed and breakfast. Well, Deidra did put on an apron when she was cooking so she wouldn't spatter herself and get burned, but even that was so sexy, with her bare ass showing out the back.
We weren't sexually active all of that time. After all, I am older than her parents, and I couldn't keep it going, but we enjoyed the sight of each other's bodies, and a lot of touching went on. I held her hand whenever we walked someplace or put my arm about her, holding her body close to mine.
We also spent hours just sitting and talking, often with me sitting on one of the dining room chairs and Deidra on my lap, straddling my legs, with her breasts against my chest and her pussy pressed against my cock.
We talked about her plans for the bed and breakfast, her psychological counselling, and how best to incorporate it into the B&B scenario. The girl is really sharp! Once she grabbed hold of the idea she ran with it, and it wasn't but two days and she had the plan laid out in her notes in the manner in which she would make it work. She also did a lot of grief counselling for me. I had gone to a shrink shortly after Marja's death, but didn't get any real value from the visits. Deidra on the other hand, sitting on my lap and holding me close to her, was able to break through in ways the shrink couldn't. It wasn't because she was naked and sitting on my lap, either. She just has such a gentle way of talking, but mostly the way she listened, with a question thrown in here and there to guide my thinking, is what did it.
More than once I broke down and sobbed on her shoulder. Deidra held me close and let me cry myself dry, and then loved me back to feeling better. Not once was sex a part of this time together, but thinking back on it, I know this time is what cemented our relationship and made it what it became.
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Sunday rolled around, and was I ever sorry to see the week end! Deidra did a fruit bowl made up of all sorts of melons and tropical fruits, and we fed each other with toothpicks while she straddled my lap. Just as we were finishing, a piece of mango broke off of my toothpick and dropped between her breasts, leaving a moist trail across her taut belly before landing in her little bit of a landing strip.
"Oh, dear! I made a mess! I'd better clean that up before it stains, or something." I reached between us for the errant piece and squashed it into her short pubic hair with my thumb before pressing it downward into her slit. Then I lifted her up onto the table to remove the offending fruit with my tongue while looking up into Deidra's eyes. Seeing the smile on her face made my heart flutter, but I followed the trail of juice up across her belly and between her breasts until I reached the spot where the mango hit in the first place. I marked the spot with a kiss, and then began to kiss my way back down, covering the trail with gentle kisses that had her squirming before I even got to her belly button.
I will admit I got distracted there, and I stopped to thoroughly lick and tickle it with my tongue, driving her wild, but she couldn't get away from my grip holding her on the table. Finally, while she gasped for breath I continued south, kissing her all the while until I reached her landing strip, where I pinched the closely trimmed hairs between my lips and sucked off any remnants of the juice, taking little nibbles and continuing further down oh so slowly.
Deidra's legs were trembling and the musky smell of her arousal was growing stronger by the moment until I just bumped her love nubbin with my lip. Instantly, her legs snapped together, holding my head tightly in place and her hands flew to the back of my head and began pressing my face into her pussy as she had not done all week.
"Ohhh, Toomas. . . ." A gasp for breath, and a tighter squeeze, mashing my nose flat against her pubis. "Ohhh, please, don't tease me any more!" It was a moan, hardly intelligible, with a panting cry to go along with it.
I looked up her trembling body at her face, distorted by passion, eyes wide, and the tendons of her neck drawn tight. I placed a kiss on her nubbin and then sucked it in between my lips and stroked it lightly with my tongue. She jerked like I had connected a 220 wire and quivered and wailed my name before lying back across the table, eyes closed and still. Her chest heaved, drawing in breath after breath, but no response did I get from her.
Marja used to be prone to La Petite Mort, but never to the extent to which Deidra did this time. I sat there, gently stroking her hand while I waited for her to come back to consciousness and admired the beauty of the young woman who had become such a boon to me.
It took only a couple of minutes for Deidra's breath to settle down to a soft, slow pattern. To my amusement, she started a soft, whiffling, snore, and she slept there for about five minutes before awaking with a wide-eyed, unseeing, gaze that finally focused in on my face.
"What did you do to me, Toomas? I have never had anyone do that to me before." She tried to sit, and I slipped an arm behind her to help her up. She wrapped her arms loosely around my neck and leaned against my chest for support while she tried to get her body functioning again.
Two drops of moisture trickled down my chest, and then I heard a sniffle.
"What's wrong, honey?"
"I don't want this week to end, but the girls are going to be coming in any time now, and we won't be able to do this anymore."
I gave her a gentle hug and bent down to kiss the top of her head. "I know, Sweetheart, but it was a wonderful week. I'm so glad you came back early."
Deidra scooted herself off of the edge of the table and tried to stand on wobbly legs and giggled. "I don't know what you did to me, you evil man, you, but you can try to do it again any time you want to!" She drew in a shaky breath and gave me a tremulous smile. "I had better go get some clothes on before we get caught this way. Kat would understand, but I don't think any of the other girls would."
"Kat?"
Deidra hugged me and giggled again. "You don't really think she had to find an apartment this weekend, did you? She knew." Deidra had that mischievous smile again and she winked at me, but then the smile disappeared and she sighed. "We'd better get dressed, and then we need to talk while we are still alone. Meet me here in the kitchen in ten minutes?"
I nodded. I didn't think I could trust my voice at the moment.
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