This is the eleventh episode in my story series, Years Before.
In the last part, Ruthie and I committed to each other and enjoyed finding our way physically after so much talk about it.
In this part, I set up a surprise for Ruthie, we take Valentine's weekend to indulge ourselves in each other and explore things we can do together...and with others maybe.
Thank you for reading.
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Valentine's weekend was playing through my head throughout the week. After the previous weekend, it was amazing that we still hadn't consummated our relationship. Neither of us were virgins but, despite the adrenaline and raw desire, we both knew we wanted our first time together to be special.
Before then, though, on Monday evening, I rang the Bristol number Joan gave me.
"Hello."
"Roberta, It's Andy, Ruthie's Andy."
"Hi Andy. How are you? How are you both? Does it feel good being together? I still think it's fab you finally did it."
"It is just the best thing, Roberta. She's worth everything I can give her."
"Oh, that's so sweet, Andy."
"Mmm, and that's why I'm calling..."
I explained what I wanted to do and Roberta was all up for it. The best weekend to do it was the same weekend as Gerry's birthday but we could make it fit together. We were both genuinely excited about making this work for Ruthie.
"Andy, you're a darling for thinking of this."
"Well, Roberta, WE will make this a great weekend for Ruthie."
So, to Friday evening.
About 8.30, I pulled up in the car, a little bag packed for two nights away and a bag of things for us.
I rang the doorbell. Ruthie answered the door.
"Hi honey. Welcome to your Valentines weekend."
"Thank you, my lovely." My heart jumped a little on seeing her. We embraced and shared a deep, passionate kiss before the front door was even closed.
Only when I followed her into the living room did I realise that Ruthie was wearing the same clothes she wore on New Year's Eve. I remarked on it.
"I know." Ruthie said while adjusting some slight imperfection on her top. "That was the night I would have given myself to you if we'd have been ready. I thought it might be nice for you if you could show me what you would have done if you'd had your way and we were together."
Her bandeau top and shorts were in place as they were on New Year's. Ruthie looked great.
It wasn't just her outfit that Ruthie had thought about. She had brought down some blankets and her duvet for us to be in downstairs, along with some subtle lighting. I handed her my bag and she looked inside. There was some wine, a bottle of Port and some chocolates to help us along the way but minimal replacement clothing.
"Not planning on needing too many clothes then, honey?" She said, smiling as she gave me a knowing glance.
Ruthie had moved her shifts and, in fact, had worked like mad covering for others at the supermarket so she could have the weekend free. She even had a pep talk from Jules.
"OK, so what did our favourite sex coach have to say about our weekend before she had to go and please herself?"
I opened a bottle of red wine and pour for us both. We settled on the duvet with our backs against a sofa.
"Jules was quite reserved actually...after she told me how fucking envious she was. By the way, I told her about last Saturday after we got back."
"Oh yes! Did her brain explode?"
"There were a few telling silences on the phone, I think, where she had to compose herself."
"So, what did she say?"
"That she thinks we already love each other so we should make love, lots!!"
"That is quite erudite. I was expecting a "fuck your brains out" thing."
"So was I, honey, and, frankly, I would do that too!"
We broke into peals of laughter, clinking our glasses together.
While we were settling into our evening, both leaning against the sofa, her head on my shoulder, Ruthie handed me something.
"When I got back from my shift, Mum and Dad were on their way out so I didn't go upstairs to shower until they'd gone. I found this little card from them. Mum wrote it."
I took the card out of the envelope. It was a small Valentine's card and with a message inside from Joan and Gerry.
"Our darling Ruthie.
We know how important this weekend is to you.
We're so happy you found Andy. The two of you are so together and there for each other. We can see you love each other.
Happy Valentine's and enjoy the weekend.
Mum and Dad.
(There's something in the fridge for you)"
"Oh Ruthie, that's so sweet."
"My Mum thinks you are so fab, and Roberta too! She told me this week."
"Oh, did Roberta call?"
"Yes, she did on Thursday. Just to wish us well. I so wish I could go and see her at Uni. She finishes soon after Easter. I might not get there now."
We took a little look in the fridge and there was a bottle of champagne with "R + A" in marker pen on the label. Very sweet and thoughtful. Ruthie led me back into the cossetting glow of the living room.
"Now, honey, I think we were doing this when we were found by Jules on New Year's Eve."
She sat down and guided me to be with her onto the sofa. She started those wondrous little kisses. This time, however, I slid off the sofa and onto my knees between her legs. I covered her arms and shoulders in kisses and licks, enjoying the feeling as Ruthie started to respond to them.
I made sure not to disturb her top. I knew, by now, that her breasts would be sensitive and that she would want me to enjoy them. I wanted to explore the rest of her body first though, exploring the skin I could see without moving anything she wearing.
Still on my knees in front of her, I lifted her leg, kissing my way down to the seam of the leg on her shorts, which was high enough that her breath shortened a little as I got close to it. I repeated on the other leg but, as I reached her thigh...
"Hold on, honey."
Ruthie lifted her hips and undid her shorts, pushing them down her legs and casting them aside. She was wearing a pair of light coloured briefs.
Her lips met my ear. A whisper. "I want you closer."
A whisper back. "Come down to the floor, Ruthie."
She slid down and, as we knelt facing each other, she began to remove my shirt, kissing bare skin as she found it with each button undone. Her eyes told me she was ready for me to be very intimate with her. I pushed up her top and worked my way around her tummy, stopping to tease her bellybutton with my tongue. Ruthie laid down. I was on all fours over her.
I covered her bare skin with kisses and licks. Without her shorts, and from above, I teased her with my tongue, moving slowly down from her navel until the tip of my tongue was pushing the waistline of her briefs down. I felt the prickliness of the top of her pubic hair against my tongue and stopped. Ruthie was murmuring and her body was gently responding to my touch.
I took her hands and guided her to a seated position on the sofa with me kneeling between her legs. I kissed her neck and shoulders and up towards her mouth. As soon as our lips touched there was a build into a deep, passionate kiss.
I pulled away to kiss her body again, this time down from her neck and along the top edge of her top. I looked up at her.
"Andy, I think you know what I'd like you to do."
I felt the seams of her top along the bottom and, very slowly, peel it up her body and over her head, exposing her beautiful breasts. I kissed her arms from top to bottom. Her hands disappeared and I soon felt them undoing my jeans. Her mouth again to my ear
"I want to be naked with you."
We stood up and removed the rest of our clothes. It was especially sexy watching Ruthie sliding her panties slowly over her bottom and wiggling them off her legs. From behind, Ruthie's body was gorgeous. Her slender, gentle curves were beautiful, enhanced by the shadows the light was casting.
I moved over to her and held her from behind, exploring her shoulders again with kisses whilst my hands slid down her sides and then up her front, eventually cupping her breasts in my hand. My erection sat in the indentation of her spine. Ruthie took in a deep breath then let out a huge sigh.
"Do you want to play, my lovely."
"Very much, honey. Whatever you want." Ruthie was willing.
"Kneel down in front of me the way you are now."
Ruthie did so, supporting herself with her hands on her thighs. I knelt behind her. I followed the line of her spine with my fingers down, down until I reached the top of her bum. As slow as I could, I followed the same line, between her bum cheeks. Ruthie pressed down which pushed her hips and legs out making it easier for me to reach and touch her ring.
Momentarily, I thought whether this was suddenly going way too fast, too soon. But then I knew that Ruthie would say if she didn't like it.
Ruthie drew a deep breath.
I whispered "Would you like me to play there?"
"Would you? Oh yes."
"Stay there and wait for me."
I kept my eye on Ruthie's glorious naked form, hands on her knees, her bum pushed out slightly. In my overnight bag was a little bottle of coconut oil -- one thing I learned from Eva. I opened the cap and partially filled it. Ruthie sat up and ran her hands slowly through her hair. She looked so sexy doing this. I knelt back behind her, kissed her shoulder and spoke softly.
"I have a little coconut oil with me. Can I explore you a little with it?"
"Ooh, a little please. I'll tell you if I don't like it."
First of all though, Ruthie's position allowed me to excite her. My hand traced down her bottom, one finger making sure to follow deep into her crease and just gently brush her ring. She moved her hips a little and let out an "ooh". My finger continued round, finding the little perineum between her ring and labia. Another "ooh" and a sigh.
