Houseeeping

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Over the next few weeks Ji and I fell into new patterns. After working, Ji started coming to my cabin. She loved the large shower stall I had, and my kitchen, while small, had great appliances. As I, too, enjoyed cooking, I also had chef's quality knives, pots, and pans.

"Ji, why don't you bring some clothes to leave here? Silly for you to bring one outfit to change into after your shower. I emptied two drawers in the dresser you can use, and there's plenty of room for you to hang things in the closet," I told her.

"I would like that very much. I love your cabin and it's much more comfortable than my trailer. Plus it's closer to many of my clients. But you must let me help pay the expenses."

"Not a chance. For now, at least, you still have your rent and utilities on the trailer. Besides, you staying here won't increase any expenses. I'm on a well so no bill for water and the electric bill shouldn't change since I'm here more than you anyway," I told her. "But if you insist, I'm sure we can work out a trade..."

Ji playfully smacked my arm. "I know what you want in trade!"

"I'm sure you do, but since you like it at least as much as I do, it shouldn't be a hardship for you," I teased back.

"I'll give you hard," Ji grinned as she grabbed my cock through my pants. I used to wear jeans just about all the time, but she had complained they made it too hard to get to my member. I bought a couple of pairs of scrubs pants with zipper flies and now I lounged in those, commando, whenever she and I were hanging out in either my or her place.

"None of that now. I need to fix dinner," I said as I pushed her hand away and got up. I felt it only right that, since she worked all day, I do the cooking. "Would you like a drink first?" I asked as I poured myself a scotch.

"Yes, please. May I have a gin and tonic?" she replied.

"Of course," I said as I iced a glass and mixed her drink. After delivering it to her, I returned to the kitchen area to prepare dinner. I had made Italian meatballs earlier although I used ground turkey instead of beef. I also made sauce and the browned meatballs had been simmering in it for the past hour or so, allowing all the flavors to blend. All I needed to do now was boil the pasta.

"We have linguine, rigatoni, and cavatappi. What are you in the mood for?" I asked her.

"Which one is the cavatappi?" Ji said. Rather than trying to describe the sort of double helix I pulled the box out of the pantry and showed her. "Oh, now I know. Let's do the rigatoni - I'm hungry and that's filling."

When we finished eating, Ji insisted on cleaning up which was fine with me. "Since tomorrow is Saturday I'm guessing you don't have any cleaning to do?" I said.

"No clients but your cabin needs some work. I won't let you pay me, it will be part of our trade," she said. "And then I want to go to my trailer and bring some clothes over here to leave."

"Make sure you bring some of the outfits we bought for you. Tomorrow night we have reservations at the Lake Rabun Hotel restaurant. Time to show off the beautiful, young woman this dirty old man somehow managed to snag."

"Hmmm. I'm pretty sure I'm the one who snagged you."

We watched a romcom movie, snuggling together on the couch before going to bed. We both slept naked - I always had and Ji quickly saw the value in it. I took her in my arms and french kissed her for several minutes. This night we were both in the mood to make love. The first few times we had been together we had sex, both filled with pent up passions. Once we had scratched those itches, we learned to make love with one another and had even learned to read the signals when one or both of us wanted to make love rather than have sex, and vice versa.

Releasing her lips, I took a nipple in mine and sucked softly while flicking the tip of my tongue back and forth across it. When she began moaning I moved over to the other breast and repeated my activities. She pulled on my arm, urging me on top of her. I moved between her legs and resumed kissing her lips.

My cock found its' own way to her opening, which was already very wet with anticipation. Her hands, on my lower back, pulled me into her. "You feel fantastic on me, lover," I told her. "And you fill me perfectly," she replied.

I stroked slowly all the way inside her then pulled back out until only my head remained in. Ji pushed her ass down into the mattress, changing the angle so my member rubbed against her clit on each stroke. Her moans became deeper and louder until she cried out and held me fully inside. Her orgasm came in waves until, after five or six waves, she shuddered and went limp.

When her breathing returned to near-normal, she prodded me to resume. I continued to make soft love with her but sped up my stroking. I knew I wouldn't last much longer and wanted to bring her to climax again if I could. She shifted her hips again and I knew she was trying to make me hit her G-spot. I can find that slightly rough patch inside her with my fingers, but my cock head wasn't discerning enough to recognize it.

Fortunately Ji knew exactly how to make sure I was giving her the stimulation she wanted. Each time I rubbed over that special spot her pussy clenched down on me. I looked down at her face, an expression of pure bliss on it. It was at that moment that I realized I was falling in love with Ji. When that thought flashed across my brain like a July 4th fireworks show my balls also exploded and I filled her with my cum. Well, not actually filled as my volume and intensity had both decreased significantly with age, but you get my drift.

My orgasm triggered hers and we came together, joined at our most intimate places. Ji's climax lasted longer than mine as women's often do. I continued to stroke until she slapped my back to get me to stop. I laid there, relishing the sensation of her pussy wrapped around my cock, until I began to soften and shrink. I pulled out and rolled over beside her.

"Ji, I have something I need to tell you," I said.

"Is there something wrong?" she asked, a worried tone to her voice.

"No, no, just the opposite. As we were making love I realized that I am falling in love with you. I know its only been about five weeks but it's real."

Ji giggled and said, "Tate, I knew I was falling in love with you before the first time we had sex. I haven't said anything because I was afraid of scaring you off."

"When does your lease on the trailer expire?" I asked.

"In about two months."

"Good. Then I suggest you move in here right away. That gives us a couple of months to make sure it is going to work out, which I expect it will. If so, you can not renew your lease and we'll figure out what to do with all your stuff. Otherwise you can renew and move back there."

"That makes sense, although I can't imagine it not working out."

"Neither can I but sometimes people who are in love find out they can't really live together. We've both been single for a long time and we're probably set in our ways without even realizing it," I explained.

"Tate, I love you for who you are and how you treat me. All we have to do is make sure we communicate openly and honestly. We can work anything out."

I turned her on her side and spooned up behind her. We always had sex on her side of the bed but since we always spooned she slept in the middle of the bed and not on the wet spot.

The next morning we made love again and then showered together. Ji stripped the bed and tossed the sheets into the washing machine before making breakfast. She insisted on doing all the cooking on weekends since I did it all during the week. Afterwards we grabbed the couple of overnight bags I had and drove to her trailer. We packed nearly all of her clothes except a few she said she wanted to donate, those we put into a cardboard box she had. Then we went back to my cabin and she put everything up as she wanted.

For lunch, she made potato and shrimp jeon, a Korean street food similar to a stuffed pancake. Often made with beef or pork, Ji substituted shrimp to help me get my omega-3 fatty acids. Then we spent most of the afternoon talking about what things she wanted to bring from the trailer once the lease expires and where we would put them. One challenge was her paintings, as my available wall space was very limited. I found seven places I could remove pictures I wasn't particularly attached to and she thought that might accommodate her most prized paintings. I also started thinking about how I could add shelves for her many porcelain figurines.

After lunch, the weather was perfect for a hike. Ji told me she'd never been to Hemlock Falls and since it's only about fifteen minutes from my cabin we decided to go there. The hike in to the falls is just under one mile, so the out and back distance would be 1.9 miles. It's also fairly level, with only a few places we would need to climb. When COVID shut down most of the parks I'd become too much of a couch potato. When I started hiking again I discovered my left leg really hated going up or down hills. Not a good situation considering I live in the Blue Ridge mountains. I need to ease back in to real hiking.

When we reached the end of the trail, Ji fell in love with the waterfall and the small pool it formed below. Several very large rocks provided seating with great views. Ji took ten or twelve photos on her phone before we headed back to the truck.