She had never cooked for just herself and another. She either cooked for her family of four people or a large group. Ronnie ate enough for a family of four. No wonder he was as big as a house. They laughed and enjoyed themselves and the sexual tension was less thick for awhile.
After dinner Cora had to change out of her robe and brush her hair. Ronnie called up the stairs asking her what she'd like to watch. She told him to bring her choices upstairs to her. "Lets watch from in here tonight." she said when he arrived in her bedroom. He was surprised to see her standing there in very little. Her black nighty was light as a feather and nearly see through, but it served its purpose.
He sat down on the edge of her bed and fanned the DVDs out like playing cards. She didn't choose something scary. Instead she plucked Legends of the Fall out of the mix. She popped it in the tv and made herself comfortable. Following her lead Ronnie got up walked around the bed and laid next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and spooned her close to him.
As the movie progressed Ronnie forgot about the screen and became focused on Cora. The way her chest rose and fell or how everything about her was soft, her lips, her skin, her hair. He pin pointed her scent, lemons and lavender. She felt his eyes on her and turned her head to look at him. It was too inviting.
He reached up and touching her face assuring she continued looking at him. He kissed her lips very softly but it only took a moment for her taste to make him hungry. He snaked his hand into the hair at the nape of her neck and bite her lip as he kissed her. She moaned and turned her body around to face him. He grasped her firm butt and pulled her even closer to him. From there he ran his fingers up her back and to her tits. With every new touch she whimpered a little. He instinctively became more aggressive. He rolled on top of her massaging her breast in his hand and kissing and nibbling her neck.
He was getting harder every second and he had yet touch her anywhere below her waist. He started grinding his erection against her pelvis just to make its presence known. All Cora could think was how inexperienced she was. He was going to out do her in yet another department. She knew how to touch herself but she had never allowed herself to be touched. For some reason something about Ronnie made her trust him. He would never hurt her.
Ronnie laid her out flat. He looked at her eyes and they weren't heavy and lusty like other women's. Her eyes didn't show any sign of fear only curiosity. "Have you been touched before?" he asked her.
" Not by another person," she admitted," at least not below the waist."
