Mary felt her heart rate quicken when she saw Brandon step out of the car. The sunlight hit his face, revealing his stunning features. "Oh, my..." she whispered. As he approached, Mary resolved to look nonchalant. She challenged herself to meet his gaze and when she did, she found herself mesmerized by his intense brown eyes. Brandon's lips formed an amused smirk and several moments later Mary realized the cause. She quickly snapped her gaping mouth closed and ducked her head shyly, feeling her pale cheeks color with an embarrassed flush.
Well, that was smooth
, she thought to herself.
"Hi," Brandon's voice broke the silence.
"Hi," Mary mumbled, blushing redder. "Uh, how was your drive?"
"Good." Brandon began, "So..." He shifted his feet uncomfortably and looked down.
Mary felt immense relief.
At least I am not the only one who is nervous
, she thought. Emboldened by this revelation, Mary stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him. "I'm glad you are here," she whispered.
Elated, Brandon drew her into a tight embrace; her body pressed firmly against his, her face nuzzled against his shoulder. She fit so perfectly into his arms, he never wanted to let go. The feel of her breasts against his chest, her head on his shoulder, and her arms around his body...it was all too much. "I love you so much baby," he murmured kissing her soft red hair.
"I love you, too," she replied with tears threatening to well up in her eyes. She blinked furiously with her head still pressed against his body so he wouldn't see the water glistening in her blue eyes. He tipped her chin up with his hand and lowered his lips to hers. His mouth was tentative and soft on hers and it was setting her body on fire. Mary felt an insistent tingling sensation between her legs as her pulse quickened. Her mouth became eager and desperate as she deepened their kiss, their tongues dancing in each other's mouths.
Minutes later, Mary unwillingly disengaged, with an almost pouting expression on her face. "We should go inside." Brandon chuckled and nodded. Mary took a deep breath and prepared herself to introduce her boyfriend to her family.
***
"Thank God, that's over," Mary mumbled as she and Brandon finally left her house two hours later. She got into Brandon's car and instantly began getting excited again.
"Did your family like me?" Brandon asked hesitantly.
"I think so. You would know if they didn't like you," she laughed.
"Well good." Brandon smiled and his eyes twinkled. Mary felt that insistent tingling once again. "What is the plan for today?"
"I was thinking we could have a picnic," Mary began, "and then maybe see a movie or something."
"Well, that explains the blanket and basket you had me pack in the trunk."
"Umm, yea," Mary mumbled.
Geez, this is so weird. After all that we have told each other for the last several months...we can't do better than small talk in person?
Mary was uncertain of how to make this awkwardness disappear, so she merely directed him on how to get to the picnic location she had in mind. It was a gorgeous, secluded field with beautiful flowers in bloom - very secluded and hard to reach; she was hoping that the privacy would be useful. Though she was anxious about being alone with Brandon, she knew she loved him with all of her soul.
Once they arrived at the field, Brandon looked around in awe. "Wow," he murmured, "This is out of a dream, isn't it?"
"Yea," Mary replied, "it is our own private paradise." Brandon began setting out the blanket while Mary poured drinks into the plastic cups she had packed. She sat down demurely on the blanket, her short dress resting high on her thighs. Brandon's gaze rested on her legs with a hungry look to his eyes. "Hungry?" she asked him sweetly.
"Mm, yeah...umm yes, thank you," Brandon stumbled. They ate in silence for a few moments and began small talk about their friends and lives.
Slowly the awkwardness subsided and a subtle tension crept up on them. Mary slowly bit into a strawberry, the juice moistening her lips. Brandon could not tear his eyes away from her mouth, he felt his breath quicken and desire began pooling in the pit of stomach. Mary intentionally licked her lips and Brandon felt a stirring in his pants.
He moved closer to her and lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her greedily. Mary felt her heart pounding in her chest and her whole body tensed with anticipation. She returned his kiss with an intensity that set her own pulse racing, and she noticed the moisture between her legs. His lips traveled from her mouth to her neck and she cried out with surprise and pleasure. Brandon nibbled on her earlobe and she moaned.
Oh my, this is bliss!
She felt his hands roaming all over her body; first caressing her hair and face, and then slowly traveling to her breasts and continuing lower. He ran his fingertips up her legs and thighs, and she gasped. She was so wet with desire already, and they hadn't done much more than kiss. He continued kissing down her neck and shoulders while his fingertips trailed up and down her thighs, getting higher each time. He kissed the valley of her breasts and her breathe hitched in her throat.
Brandon reached around and unzipped Mary's dress and helped her slide out of it. He stared down with admiration at Mary's beautiful form. She tried to hide her body with her arms, and he shook his head. "You are so beautiful," he told her.