I, again, want to thank my editor, smoothed, for his hard work. You add considerable refinement to my work and it makes sharing these stories all the more enjoyable for me.
I've gone back and forth with whether I should place this in romance or exhibition/voyeur categories. Obviously, it contains elements of both, but I promise that going forward, Ellie and Colton will delve into the kinkier side of their desires as their feelings blossom.
All of your feedback has been greatly appreciated and has built my confidence to continue with this new hobby of mine. So thanks for reading, and feel free to reach out.
~Bonvivantlex
Monday
Ellie
Ellie spent almost an entire day cleaning bathroom fixtures and tile grout and by 2 pm she was done. Not finished, but done. She felt like she was covered in grime and decided to call it quits. She needed a long shower. After almost an hour of washing and rinsing in the steamy shower, she was drying off as she picked out a teal dress with pink flowers. It was very short, strapless and required a bra, even if she didn't venture out. She still never considered panties. She was alone almost all the time now and didn't have to worry about guests yet. She slipped on a headband and little white ballet slippers.
Once finished, she remembered that she had two pie plates and a serving bowl that some neighbors had brought her "welcome to the neighborhood" treats in. Still needing to return them, she decided to bake several batches of cookies and fill each dish as a thank you before returning them. She spent the next couple hours in her favorite place - the kitchen. Music blaring, kitchen-aid whirring and batches of cookies baking.
Ellie was in her happy place singing with Tom Petty when there was a knock on the front door. Ellie, though, was loudly singing along and never heard it. Nor did she hear the footsteps coming down the hallway while she bent toward the open oven. She stood up, and turned to set two sheet pans of cookies on the counter and was shocked to see the gorgeous goliath from last night standing in the archway. Years of working in kitchens trained her not to react by flinging or screaming but she jolted slightly and, as she set the trays down, she moved one foot back and her calf came in contact with the open oven door. Again, she barely reacted but to gasp and move her leg away, she turned around and closed the oven door.
"Holy shit, darlin. You ok?" she heard Colton exclaim.
"Yeah, fine, fine, just a little burn, no big deal."
Before she knew what was happening he had picked her up and set her bare ass on the cool counter. He stuck her foot in the sink as he removed her right slipper and dropped it on the floor. He was checking the water with one hand and soothing her with the other on her exposed thigh. She suddenly remembered she wasn't wearing panties and his hand was precariously close to discovering that for itself.
Trying to be nonchalant she asked "What were you doing sneaking up on me in my own house? What if I had a gun instead of cookies?"
"Well as far as sneaking, it wasn't my intention. I knocked a couple times and could hear you bustling around back here. The door was open and I called out and then decided to just come back. I really am sorry, darlin. As far as you having a gun, after seeing how composed you are after a man appears and then you severely burn yourself, I'm guessing I'm probably safe enough. I doubt you're the kind to just shoot willy nilly."
She laughed and said, "One, it's not that severe. I've had worse and lived to tell the tale. Two, thanks for the vote of confidence, but honestly, it's just ingrained in me to save the cookies and three, you're forgiven, if you go grab the Aloecane from the cabinet by the door and rub it into the burn."
"I can do that."
He smiled at her and Ellie felt like she may as well have been nude. She kinda wished she was. Just by magic, poof, clothes gone. Then she could gasp and say, "Oh no! What do I do?", and then proceed to do whatever this gorgeous man wanted.
Colton rushed off. Ellie closed her legs and adjusted her skirt, draping it further down her lap. He was back in a flash with the gel in one hand. Eager to apply the soothing gel, he set his other hand on the knee of her uninjured leg, shifted it away from the counter, raising her skirt back up her thighs and spreading her legs dangerously.
''Breathe,' Ellie commanded herself. 'In, out. In, out. Well, that's not helping... stop thinking.'
He removed his hand and said, "Just stay still."
"Yes, Sir," she barely whispered.
A brief motion drew her eye. She noticed a slight twitch under his tight shirt near his waistband. There was a plum-sized lump in an odd place there and, as Ellie watched, she saw a small wet spot appear.
The realization hit her. It was his cock tucked behind the waistband of his jeans, but once she knew it was there she realized it must have been hard the whole time. And probably huge. Her pussy was wet and quivering. She looked up to see him squirting the Aloecane on his right hand then gently toweled the back of her calf patting it dry with his left.
Colton slid his hand down to her foot delicately and raised her leg in the air while massaging the gel into the burn on the back of her calf. The gel was soothing and would have calmed her frayed nerves immensely had she not been so acutely aware that her pussy was wet, bare, spread and clearly in his line of sight if he just shifted his eyes. He lowered her leg in front of the counter to join the other. For a moment, the two shared a silent, tension-filled gaze.
Colton broke the silence, taking Ellie by the waist and lifting her effortlessly.
"Have dinner with me," he said simply as he placed her on the floor with only one shoe on.
Ellie looked up at the immense man before her who had just so calmly exposed her, gently doctored her burn and then basically commanded she have dinner with him and she mewed. Like a freaking kitten who's eyes hadn't yet opened. She mewed. Then flushed a beautiful shade of pink on her sun kissed skin.
She said as stoically as she could, "I'll need to change." She shuffled around him and bent to grab her discarded shoe. Then turned and hurried out the kitchen and up the stairs listening to Colton chuckle quietly.
Colton
Monday morning came and went in a blur for Colton. He'd never been this preoccupied by a woman before. He couldn't stop seeing her in front of him writhing and cooing and making little squeaky noises. He needed to feel her in his hands. He kept finding himself rock hard throughout the day, like a damn teenager. He finally had to pull his cock up in his waistband to keep from shocking and scaring little old ladies and children as he went about his day in town.
"Get it together, boy," he chided himself when he almost collided with kid on a bicycle, completely lost in thought.
Finally around 1:00pm he had to meet his best friend, Dave, and his little brother, Nate, for lunch. He had mentioned to them that he was planning on stopping by the old B&B to meet the new owner and, hopefully, prospect some decent work for them closer to home.
The three made a decent living, but pickings were slim in this little town and traveling for every job gets expensive, not to mention tiresome. He decided to just tell them that she was interested and he'd have a job or two in the next week, he expected.
They all met at
Bill's BBQ
on Main and sat down to order. They chatted about the weekend job. Blah, blah, blah, drywall. Nothing to report. Check cleared.
Then Nate, inevitably, asked, "So'd ya swing by the old B&B?"
"Yeah." 'Clipped, concise, good.' Colton praised himself inwardly.
Then he thought of Ellie as she grunted when that vibrator bottomed out and suddenly he was hard again. He shifted in his seat.
"Aaand?" Nate prodded.
"And what? She should have some work for us. I'm going back later to see what jobs are a priority."
Nate suddenly looked skeptical and Dave looked positively gleeful.
"What?" Colton asked, a little too irritably.
"Well, if you have an appointment why don't we all go and meet her. Seems like the kind of place that might have a good deal of work for us and she'll need to meet all of us eventually," Nate casually stated.
"No!"
Suddenly, Dave was rolling in laughter and Nate looked annoyed.
"What do you mean, no? What is your deal today?" Nate asked and glanced at Dave who was still laughing. "And what the hell is wrong with you?"
"I meant, no, I don't have an appointment." Colton feigned calm. He knew he was failing miserably, but he really didn't want to tell them what happened last night and he knew if he let anything slip, they'd get it all out of him. Especially, Dave. He could read him like a book.
Dave finally spoke up "Nothin's wrong with me, dude. You, young Nathan, on the other hand, are dense as a stone and your big brother here is hard up as a fucking boulder."
Nate looked between his brother and Dave as Dave continued to chuckle and Colton tried to hide his face in his huge hand and stuff some food in his mouth so he wouldn't have to talk anymore.
"Wait, so, Oh, shit! Is she hot? You mean she's not some little old lady? Hey! You can't just call dibs, you asshole! Do you realize how often new hot women show up in town. Never! We're coming with you! We all deserve a chance at least," Nate hurriedly exclaimed.
Before Colton could even think, he menacingly said, "You touch her and I'll tear your throat out."