Chapter 3
Keri Takes Mick Home
Keri moved back and got her tits out of the way so I could stand. I helped her put on her coat, she kissed me then I pulled on mine. We moved towards the door and she smiled softly and kissed me as I held the door open. As she walked past me, I gently patted her on the ass.
As we walked to the car Keri grabbed my hand and held it tightly. She pressed the button on her car key fob and when I opened the driver door, she kissed me again, and I helped her in. After getting in on the passenger side, she leaned over to offer another kiss. I accepted it and smiled.
"I have been kissed more today than I have in the past 20 years. I'm not sure how I feel about that. It seems like I am being baited with kisses and ass and eyes and pussy and smiles and tits."
Wiggling her eyebrows and with a big smile, she drove out of the lot and headed to her home. What else I was headed for I wasn't sure.
We drove Northeast for about 20 minutes on winding roads that went higher and higher into the surrounding foothills. I had not taken the time to drive around my new home since I moved here so I really did not know where we were or where we were going. I knew we were going up and I knew that there were a lot of trees up here and not a lot of homes.
Finally, after a lot of climbing and several switch backs, we came around a last curve and there was the house. Her home, her mansion, her compound! It was not really a mansion, but it was a large beautiful glass walled house. There were solar panels and cactus and what was not glass looked like adobe. It was beautiful. As drove around the last curve, I could have sworn that I saw a naked woman standing in one of the windows.
Keri pulled up to the garage door and it opened on its own. Cool! She came to a stop and quickly opened the door and got out. There was a Lexus SUV in the garage as well as a ton of ski equipment. Keri ran around to my side of the car and after a long firm hug and another kiss she took my hand and walked me into the house. As we entered, she called out.
"Sarah, I'm home."
"Yes ma'am, I saw you driving up." Sarah. A woman watched us pull up. The naked woman?
Sarah walked around a corner. She was a small woman of maybe 5'4" and about 100 pounds. She was wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt. She had dark blonde hair and her hair matched her eyebrows. I don't know why, but when I see a blonde, I always note the color of the eyebrows. It goes back to an old joke about why blondes dye their eyebrows black.
She took Keri's coat and asked for mine. I handed it to her noticing the formidable muscles in her forearms.
"Ryan packed up the last of his things and left about an hour ago. He only took his own things and did not make a big deal about moving out," the small woman reported.
"Thanks Sarah. I was a little worried about you being here alone," Keri sounded thankful.
"Don't worry about me. I can handle myself and I still have my two friends, Mr. Smith and Mr. Wesson," Sarah smiled and patted the side of her sweatpants.
I laughed a bit and Sarah gave me a very serious look. She reminded me of my old friend, Annie, and her pit bulls. When I first met the dogs they were very, very edgy and protective. Annie told me that they would warm up as soon as they were sure I was not an enemy. When one of them, a huge male, walked up to me I was getting ready to freak. The massive head sniffed my crotch and then my hand and then he rolled on his back and whimpered. Yup. Big evil pit bull. A few scratches on the belly and he was my lifelong friend.
Sarah was a pit bull; a serious, petite, pit bull....hottie....with a gun. She was pretty and showed a good amount of muscle in the arms and her thighs even stretched the legs of her sweats.
"Sarah, this is Mick," Keri proudly announced.
"THAT Mick?" Sarah exclaimed loudly.
"Yes! I am hoping that he will be a regular visitor, but that is to be determined. Once you know him, I think that you are going to like him, a lot."
Sarah's ears perked up (like a pit bull?) and she looked me over. If she came to sniff my crotch, I was outta here.
"Mick, Sarah is my friend, my bodyguard, and my housekeeper. She lives in an apartment attached behind the house and I trust her with my life. She is also a great cook and plays a mean guitar. Sometimes we sit around at night and jam. She is also a black belt in taekwondo. Had she been here last night I might not have called you."
"Hi Sarah. Pleasure to meet you." I stepped forward to shake her hand. She returned the gesture with a nice firm grip.
"Mick, one more thing. You notice that it is warm in here. This house is solar heated and stays pretty warm, so we both usually walk around naked. You don't have to do so, but if you feel comfortable please feel free. I feel comfortable around you, Sarah probably will not for a while."
"That explains it. I thought I saw someone standing nude in the window as we drove up."
I looked at her and smiled. Sarah did not flinch or change her facial expression at all.
"Keri, actually, I walk around my apartment naked most of the time. But right now, we need to talk."
"Ok, but if you don't mind, I am going to get comfortable first. I'll be right back."
Keri turned and walked into the next room, a large room with a fireplace, and up the wide spiral staircase to the upper part of the house.
Sarah spoke softly, "Why don't you have a seat at the breakfast bar while you wait. If Keri is comfortable with you, you must be at least ok. Would you like a drink?"
"We just had a big breakfast, but I could use some water or orange juice if you have any."
I took a seat at the big breakfast bar and watched Sarah turn and walk into the kitchen area. She took out a glass and pulled a large pitcher of OJ from the refrigerator. Filling the glass, she walked to me and set it softly on the bar and returned to her days work. She moved with precision. No movement was wasted except for the slight wiggle under the front of her shirt and the back of her sweats. She was almost cat-like. A feline pit bull?
