We spent a glorious two weeks together in our refuge from the world as mentioned in the first part of our little tale. We spent every waking hour together exploring each other and making wild passionate love. We had only known one another for a short time and so we spent hours out walking and talking and falling deeply in love.
Someone once said all good things must come to an end, and this was unfortunately true with Helen and I.
She had to fly back to her community to get back to work and I had to continue my training away from her.
We had no savings to speak of and air travel was very expensive, not to mention the hundreds of dollars in long distance telephone charges we racked up while apart. Helen worked hard and saved her money and I did the same so that we could see each other as soon as possible.
Since she had made the trek the first time, it was determined that it was my turn to fly to her hometown, where we had first met.
We finally had scraped enough money together to get a return ticket over a weekend. Our phone conversations became more racy as we grew together and we spoke of our plans for the weekend often. With the experience of her teasing me still fresh in my mind, I told her that I would ravage her immediately upon landing in town. She told me that this was fine with her and I could tell that I was really getting to her. I had no intention of letting her off so easy and it made the waiting even more unbearable if that was possible.
I arrived late in the morning and we took a cab into town to her parent’s place where we would be staying. After a short visit with her family, we went upstairs to put my luggage in her room. Once in the room we embraced and hugged for a long time. I had fallen head over heals in love and had proposed to her a few months prior.
I felt her supple body as we hugged and I asked her if she was ready. She quickly said that she was and she closed the door to her room. The door wasn’t closed two minutes and her younger brothers started bothering and teasing us for being in the room together. This worked right into my plan of course, and I suggested we go for a walk to get away and spend some time together. I wanted to prolong this as long as possible.
We spent the afternoon walking around town and talking about our upcoming wedding, how great it was to finally be back together, and generally enjoying each other’s company.
As evening started to dawn, we went home to have supper with her family. They all wanted to talk to me and find out how work was going, etc. Her brothers were all younger and so they liked having an old guy like me around at 20 years of age. I talked and laughed with them, as Helen grew more and more impatient. I would look over and see her eyes imploring me to join her upstairs. I pretended not to notice and just smiled at her.
It could not be drawn out forever and we made our way upstairs for the night. The moment we had waited for was upon us. It had been months and we were wound up tighter than a drum. We undressed and got into her narrow bed together. We held each other close facing each other looking into each other’s eyes, noses touching, talking softly.
I asked her if the waiting had been difficult for her because she looked like she was under stress. She said that it had been very hard but now we were here at it was all worth it. Still, I said, she looked like she could use a nice massage.
Helen was torn between wanting me so bad, but also knowing how nice and relaxing a massage would be. She reluctantly agreed to a massage and did as I asked by rolling onto her tummy for me.
