It was a beautiful fall day John thought to himself as he drove his truck down the two lane country road. He rolled the window down a few inches to let in the some of the crisp air. It might help to clear his senses and his mind John thought as he took another sip of the hot coffee in his travel mug. He'd been driving for nearly fourteen hours now and he still wasn't sure what kind of reception he'd get when he showed up. She had sounded happy, excited the last time they had spoke on the phone, that he had finally decided it was time for them to meet. John slowed the truck down a bit, keeping one eye on the passing house numbers and the other on the gold, reds, and browns swaying in the afternoon breeze and gently drifting down to earth.
The moment had come more quickly than he had anticipated as he turned his truck off the highway and onto a narrow dirt lane. Tall oak, birch, and pine trees lined the lane dropping some of their seeds onto the road. John rolled his window down more to listen to the crunch as his tires rolled over the nuts and to cool his heated skin. He couldn't help it just the thought of finally being near her tightened his groin and made his heart beat quicker. He slowed the truck to a crawl as the house came into view. He didn't want to rush anything today as his truck came to a stop at the end of the lane. He sat there for a while and took in the surroundings.
The house was a white, one level, ranch with a front porch that took up the whole front of the house. There was a porch swing at one end of the porch and a wicker couch and chair at the other end. A small two car garage was off to the side and looked to be connected to the house. The backyard from what he could see and front yard seemed to go on forever. The front yard had three already half bare apple trees with some of the fruit gone he noticed. Probably for apple pies he thought as his stomach gave a growl in protest of not having been fed anything since breakfast. The front yard was scattered with toys and piles of leaves, John closed his eyes as he formed an image of her raking leaves into piles and then laughing as she watched her two daughters jumping and scattering leaves everywhere only to do it all over again.
Gray smoke was lazily curling out of the chimney on the side of the house. Making him shiver a bit in his now chilled truck as he thought of her and her girls laying on a rug in front of a warm, glowing fire, laughing and playing a game.
Just as John started his truck again to park in front of the garage the front door opened. A breath sighed through his half parted lips as he took in her beautiful form from head to toe. Her long slightly curled blonde hair blowing softly in the cool, fall air. He could still make out the jut of her full breasts even under the silver sweat shirt and black velvet jacket she wore. His groin tightened even more as he thought of them naked in his hands, her nipples peaking to the strokes of his tongue. She looked so small and vulnerable in her petite size, he guessed, black jeans.
John wasn't surprised he was a bit unsteady on his feet as he hopped out of the truck and waited for Jenny to join him, he'd been hard for nearly half an hour now. Her beautiful blue green eyes gazing into his dark brown stare was almost his undoing as he felt her warm embrace wrapping around his 5'9" foot frame. He pulled her curvy five foot body even closer to him as he lowered his mouth to her lips, for their first kiss. A good thing one of them still had their wits about them he thought as she stepped out of his arms. Feeling her soft lips moving under his and her moist sweet tongue entering his mouth he could have happily taken her here against the side of his truck. A smile curved his lips as he thought, so much for taking things slow today.
Jenny smiled too as she clasped his hand in her small, soft one and led him toward the house. The inside of the house smelled wonderful he thought as his stomach began doing jumping jacks. John had to laugh to himself, he'd been right, he thought as Jenny led him into the living room. There were the girls laying on a rug in front of fire, except they weren't playing a game, it looked more like they were trying to build a city out of LEGOs. "That's a um pretty big structure you've got there," he mumbled to the girls.
"Yeah, It's going to be the biggest boat ever," the girls rang out in unison.
"I thought so, cool," he said as he and their mother exchanged a knowing look of, you could've fooled me it was a boat.
"Make yourself comfortable while I go set dinner out," Jenny said
As John settled back on the couch and watched the girls construct their version of the titanic he took in the surroundings inside the house. The living room was a big open room with a fire place, a thick light blue carpet with lots of warm scatter rugs, shiny oak furniture, with the couch, love seat and chair having a kind of country blue pattern to the cushions. Lamps, knickknacks arranged in groups, toys, a bookcase, and a desk filled the rest of the room. Where she headed off to on left side of the house must have been where the kitchen and dining room were and the right side must be where the bedrooms were he guessed.
John was correct, when Jenny came back and offered him a quick tour before dinner. At the back of the house on the left side was an enormous kitchen with a breakfast nook, the usual appliances and a small dining room with a small bathroom right off that. On the right side were three bedrooms and another bathroom with the master bedroom off to the way back on this side and an en suite bathroom. In the middle of the house off from where the living room was were two more rooms at the back, a laundry room, and a den where the t.v. was.
As the four of them made their way to the dining room he heard Jenny say from beside him, "Usually we just eat in the kitchen and only in the dining room on special occasions, but I think this qualifies as a special occasion."
"Yummy Mom my favorite," John heard the girls say as they all sat around the table. Then they all broke into gales of laughter because this time they all heard his stomach let out groan. He had to admit she was a wonderful cook and not just not his famished stomach talking as he dished himself up some more of the pot roast, vegetables, and fresh bread she had made.
