My alarm went off at 5 (a sleep in for me, even on a Saturday). I just lay there for a little while. The sleep had been peaceful but I remember thinking / dreaming constantly of Caitlin. Ok gotta do something.
As I got ready, I did a quick check that everything was in good working order, recounting the events of last night. It had been a while I had done anything other than solo; doing anything with Caitlin was a very long shot but I reasoned that I should 'be prepared' should anything (else) arise.
I looked at my phone. Far too early to message her. How did Caitlin know my number?
I could see her car from my bedroom window. Probably still in bed, along with 99% of the population, not too hung over - she didn't seem 'too drunk' last night; then again she tried to pick me up.
Was that my imagination? The back of the limo wasn't, I could still smell her, she was aroused, that and her warmth and the wet, softness and intensity of her lips and mouth seemed very real; the messages on my phone were definitely not my imagination.
Ready, I went out for my morning workout. It was a brisk, actually bitterly cold, morning, something in the minuses. 3 Ks later, gym, then another 3 Ks. I was on fire this morning, near record pace, probably record when compensating for the weather, and I raced through the reps. Something was doing this, someone was doing this.
I was back at the house at 7. Her car was still there, their central heating was on as well as a couple of lights. Someone was up.
"Morning," I texted, then continued with stretches.
"Morning," no more than a minute later.
"About last night."
"DON'T."
Ok, so I was wrong; it's all over before it started.
"Don't say that you are sorry. I'm not," she continued, immediately followed with the kissing emoji.
Relief, or at least happy. My groin stirred. What do I say now without creeping her out?
"You still there? What's wrong?" Caitlin asked.
"Not at all, all good. Was worried that I had gone too far myself."
Caitlin was taking the lead. The phone rang, must remember to save her number; A FaceTime call. This will be interesting ...
"Morning again."
She's still in bed, she beamed a fantastic smile. I've always seen her with makeup but thought that she would still be beautiful without. In the morning, in bed, no makeup, confirmed - glorious. Even her 'bed hair' was sexy.
"Morning again. Pardon me for saying but you look wonderful this morning."
A slight blush and giggle.
"Thank You! You look all sweaty."
Did she just add a dreamy emphasis to that last word?
"You just been for a run? Isn't it freezing outside?"
"Absolutely, but I need to get in shape." I kept the camera on my upper body - didn't want her to see my growing excitement. In retrospect, why not?
"You're in gear shape already," she laughed, "I'll have to catch up with you during one of your workouts, not just this early, or in this cold!"
Continuing to take the lead ...
"Happy to have a training partner, but I'll have trouble keeping up."
I had seen her on a run before and I actually would have trouble, but I'm sure that was not her real meaning.
"Wanted to thank you in person, face to face anyway, for giving me a lift last night," she said.
If only she knew how close to being 'in person' she was.
"Nice ride by the way," she added.
"My pleasure, enjoyed the company." I was thinking back to the trip home last night.
"Yeah, I saw that. Me too." Another smile.
I can get used to this ... my infatuation is increasing ...
"I better get going; meeting friends for breakfast first. Thought I'd start my day off on a lovely note. Will I see you tomorrow?"
Seeing my look she added "At work," meaning the Chemists.
"Sure. You going to the housewarming across the road from your place tonight? Or is that not your scene."
The bait is out there; see where this leads. The invite had gone to the whole cul-de-sac as well as well as my friends and colleagues.
"Umm, oh yeah, forgot about that. You going?"
Didn't seem to be high on her priorities.
"Think I may, no better offers. Think I better, known him for years, wouldn't be a great look if I wasn't there." Was Since I'm the host I should. What if she offers a better option?
"Mum's doing the neighbourly thing. You mean the hot guy? My sister saw him when they moved in and couldn't wait to tell us."
"I'll be sure to tell him that."
"No, no NO, please don't, she'll be mortified and we live just across the road."
"Ok, I won't. It's just him by the way, and I'm sure that he would love to know that someone across the road has a crush on him. It would boost his ego."
Another laugh, more definite this time.
"Oh we all love the older, debonaire, type. Nicole thought he was hot in an older man way, sorta like you," she said dreamily.
"But not as much as, you, obviously," blushing even more. "Sorry, I didn't mean to say that."
I had to laugh, "That's ok, he's the same age as me anyways. Or do you mean that I'm hotter than he is. You're now comparing us?'
Clearly she wasn't, but this was fun, and very revealing.
"No I'm not, just thinking of what Nicole told me. Please don't say anything to him though."
"I won't, promise. See you tonight? I'd like that." I always keep my promises.
"Umm, ok, but it won't be the same, as last night," sighing.
Now she has me intrigued - was I just over thinking this?
"Better let you go, besides I have to have a cold shower. Shower, I meant." Now I was having the freudian slips.
A quiet though perceptible squeal, then, composing herself, "No. I mean yes, ok, gotta go. Bye," and then she was gone.
Better check my equipment again. Hey, I wonder if Caitlin was doing something similar? I hope she was; I'm sure she was. No, no no, this is just not happening. She thinks I'm hot? Me? That sped me up; yes, everything in fantastic working order, in the test environment - better be careful as I need to save rounds for the operational environment.
As I was finishing off another text, "Yes. You are. Enjoy the cold shower."
Okay ...
Right, better tidy the house - shower later; I really didn't want it cold, so need to get my mind off Caitlin.
We had purchased the house a couple of years back, along with the house we were in previously and another property further out in the country. It had a pool, as did the country property, which were the main reasons for purchases. The previous owners had development approval for substantial extensions (up and out), which we took advantage of after some modifications. This combined with a complete refurbishment meant that it was only ready for moving in this week - so the old house was handy.
Things changed of course, so her things were now at the country place and mine now at this place. We mostly got new furniture for both places - she had helped select the stuff for here as well. The plan was for us to use both places and renovate the old place for rental. I still planned on that (expecting / wishing her back) and I like to think that she did too. But for now this was 'my place', albeit many people would think too big, even for two people.
I had met the neighbours on either side, and I already knew that Caitlin lived across the way. The party was not set up with Caitlin in mind; my colleagues kept reminding me that I need to throw a housewarming and I didn't want to get my neighbours offside so the invites went out to all within earshot.
Quite a few accepted - all up at least forty including the neighbours, the room and layout downstairs will come in handy. Downstairs is now the entertaining and 'living area' with oversized rooms; upstairs the bedrooms with the master suite on it's own mezzanine that spans the length of the house and great views all around. Although the middle of winter, the outside heaters would expand the entertaining area although I'm not sure that the pool would get much use - it was heated and had an internal as well as the larger outside area - I intended to use it year round for laps at least.
Anyway, being 'just for one' the tidying up didn't take too long and I headed for the shower before lunchtime.
Another equipment check as I fantasised about Caitlin - her well formed lips around my cock, taking it all in (it is NOT large by any means), me softly licking and tasting her young pussy, feeling her shudders and I tease her and finally tasting her sweet cum, my cock sliding in her tight, wet pussy, rocking and bringing her to an ecstatic climax before my own. Laying with her, our sweaty bodies entwined, glowing and satiated. Still a fantasy, but closer to being reality.
I headed out about 1 to the shops for final supplies, mainly alcohol in copious quantities and some fresh veggies. The meats were already marinating. One of the design changes we had made was to extend the kitchen and create the adjoining undercover and outdoor deck, complete with BBQ, ovens, fridges etc. This was going to be one hell of a party. My wife and I both loved entertaining, even though we were social hermits at all other times; she knew that the party was on tonight even though she was thousands of Ks away; I think in a way she wished she was here.
Tonight now had another interesting aspect to it, since last night and Caitlin. Nicole's interest was a complication, one I didn't yet need.
Everything was set, BBQ flashed, nibbles spread out and drinks ready. To be on the safe side, two friends offered to help serve and monitor the alcohol, especially those who may try and drink drive. They both had their RSA (responsible service of alcohol) certification and were happy to remain dry for the evening. Being Australians, everyone wanted to bring something but I insisted that it would be fully catered - many did actually bring drinks - all the better for my bar if left here afterwards!
People turned up as they wished and after about 30 minutes there were thirty or so - many knew each other and socialised, those who didn't just joined in. Caitlin and her family, correctly Linda and her four daughters, arrived about forty minutes in. I could see them from the deck and saw both Nicole and Caitlin search the rooms for what they thought were two different people - what if Caitlin had told her about me?
