For those of you that have asked for the rest of my story, I apologize for the long delay since the last chapter. Sometimes "life" gets in the way...This is a continuation of "The Voyage Begins" and "The Voyage Begins Ch. 2". If you haven't read them you probably should before you read this chapter. If it's been a while since you've read them you may want to re-read a little of the last chapter so you know where we are when this chapter begins. There are a lot of things in those first two chapters that explain the thread of my story. This is a true story with just a few embellishments and omissions. The time frame is the mid 1990's.
Thank you for your kind comments and thank you for reading.
I was still in the fog of sleep when I detected a slight movement and light pressure against my chest followed by a pleasant wiggle of something pressed between my outstretched legs. When I heard a deep feminine sigh my mind cleared quickly and I lifted my head from the back of the sofa and my chin came to rest on the top of Kathleen's head. Her hair tickled my nose and the soft scent of her shampoo filled my senses and brought back vivid images of the things we had been doing just before I drifted off to sleep.
Kathleen had slipped a little farther forward as we slept but my arms were still wrapped around her waist and I was still holding her to me. As I stirred, my arms began to relax and loosened their hold on Kathleen causing her to stir. She had her arms resting on mine and her hands resting on the back of my hands. She wiggled a little again then she pulled my arms more tightly around her then she was still again.
It took me a few moments to realize she was still in a deep sleep.
I glanced at the antique mirror and was struck by the beautiful image. I couldn't see her face but she was lying against my chest with her black robe still draped around us.
She was completely relaxed and ever so often she would breathe in deeply then exhale with a contented sigh.
I sat there taking in all those incredible sensations and realized I really enjoyed just holding this beautiful creature in my arms. I knew I could really get used to doing this...
Then all too quickly I was filled with the strong call of nature. I had to pee and the pressure came quickly.
I gently coaxed Kathleen awake and whispered in her ear, "I need to go to the bathroom. Lean forwards just a little so I can get out."
She was only half awake as I wiggled free and quickly headed for much needed relief.
I hadn't noticed it when I woke up but when I pulled my running shorts down I realized I was still almost fully erect and knew that it would be nearly impossible for me to pee. So I stood there at the toilet and used every trick I knew to make it go soft. I was there for at least four or five minutes before it started to go away enough for me to actually be able to pee. I couldn't remember drinking all that much but once I started I just seemed to go, and go and go. So it was probably another three or four minutes more before I pulled up my shorts and returned to the living room.
There she was wide awake with the robe still draped over the front of her and held tight to her chin. She had a very sly grin on her face.
"I was beginning to think you had abandoned me." There was a grin in her voice too.
I chuckled lightly, "Not a chance."
I spotted the orb that had rolled across the floor. I picked it up and held it for her to see, and smiled.
She blushed, her eyes went wide and her mouth formed a silent "O".
In dramatic fashion I raised it to my nose and inhaled deeply. Her scent on it was faint but still very intoxicating. I looked deeply into her eyes stuck my tongue out and licked her dried essences from the sphere.
I detected a mild shiver move through her body.
I sat the sphere on the white G-string that still sat on the arm of the sofa. I stood in front of her my eyes looking deep into hers with hands and arms outstretched poised to help her stand.
Without breaking our stare her arms appeared from under the robe, she reached for my hands and our fingers laced together. As I pulled her to her feet the robe slithered from her body and pooled between us at our feet. I was pleasantly surprised that she didn't blush with her sudden nakedness.
She wobbled a little then giggled. "My legs are like rubber. Give me a minute." She steadied herself then laughed, "You keep this up and I'm going to need a walker or wheel chair, I won't be able to walk."
I chuckled. "I like a lady with a sense of humor."
Her eyes got big her face animated, "You think I'm kidding?"
With our hands still entwined and our eyes still locked I stepped back one step. I broke eye contact and my gaze slowly swept from her face down her torso to her waist and down her legs to her feet then started the journey back up to her face. When my eyes reached her chest I stood there transfixed by her beautiful breasts.
I heard a deep sigh and it was seconds before I realized it was me. As the breath escaped my lungs I watched in awe as Kathleen's nipples stiffened and her areolas slowly puckered more as her nipples grew hard and long.
She shivered and her breasts made that incredible little jiggle that I loved.
I felt my erection begin again.
"MY GOD you are BEAUTIFUL" it came out like a sigh.
Her feminine giggle brought my attention back to her face. Her eyes were sparkling.
"You like those don't you?"
I chuckled lightly, "I like ALL of you. Those" I gestured towards her breasts with my eyes, "are just a couple of your OUTSTANDING features." My face beamed with pride at my clever play on words.
Her gentle laugh filled the air and caused a shiver to race through my body.
I loved that sound.
"Are you hungry?"
She stepped to me and hugged me. "I'm famished, I could eat..." she pressed her lower body against me and felt my erection press into her tummy, "... a... a horse."
I chuckled, "I don't have a horse but I do have a full refrigerator. Do you like French toast, maybe with some bacon?"
She stepped back; it was her turn to look at me. As her eyes scanned down my body they locked on the tent in my shorts. There was a large wet spot forming at the peak where the head of my penis was struggling to rip through the fabric. Her eyes sparkled with wonder.
Her attention remained on the bulge in my shorts, "You know how to make French toast? That sounds great. Boy you are full of surprises."
I laughed, grabbed her hand and started towards the dining room. She didn't move so I turned back to see why. She was bending down to pickup the robe.
"Leave it there. I really like to look at you and I love the way you look without it."
I stood there with a smug confident grin on my face waiting for her protest. She surprised me again when she looked down at her naked body then back into my eyes and simply said, "OK!"
As we got closer to the dining room she slowed our progress again.
When I looked at her with a question on my face she smiled, "I need to go to the bathroom too."
"You know where it is. I'll start to get everything ready." I headed towards the kitchen she headed to the bathroom.
