Kait made progress on the garden.
We had a grand twilight opening ceremony for the new sprinkler system that saw us both wet, muddy and laughing. On reflection now it was maybe another step in awareness of how much this girl was filling the void in my life in a most incredible way, of how I hoped she would always be in it. Toasting each other with Coca Cola meant more than the 1990 Dom Perignon that had been my past preference upon realization of possibility.
We undressed in the sun room and chased each other up to the bathroom.
We hugged and kissed as the Jacuzzi filled, she softened, I hardened. I lit the candles as she passed them to me. We sank and soaked, she deserved some relaxation and she got it in all ways.
She sat between my legs and leaned into my chest. I caressed and lathered her. In the mirrored tile I saw her eyes close and her arm swept behind her head to lift her mane. I worked her neck and shoulders and audible sighs escaped her lips as my hands stroked her there.
Eventually she leaned forward and lifted herself on to me. My cock stood in readiness, she guided it to her entrance and slowly she lowered herself backwards on to it. Her ass winked at me as she moved agonizingly and slowly lower. Finally settled and as deep as ever inside, she leaned back again and my arms entwined her. Her head came to my shoulder, her face turned to mine and we kissed. Longingly and deeply. She sucked my tongue and her hand caressed the side of my face, her fingers glided across my ear, softening and changing all outside noise. These sensations, the noise of the jets combined with the candlelight and soft music from some distant place made it almost surreal. The position and atmosphere was different but like the first time we'd made love, her orgasm came from minimal movement. From gripping and shuddering. Her fingers dug into my arms as she moaned her orgasm. Her cry came not from her mouth but from her throat, deep and long she shook through wave after wave as my cock felt its strangulation inside her.
She came back to the world as the timer cut out on the Jacuzzi jets and the tranquility of her post orgasmic state settled over her. She sighed a long sigh and looked through my eyes to the thoughts inside my head. She saw them, smiled and kissed me as her pussy released my cock. She twisted away, settling to kneel between my legs.
She patted the side of the Jacuzzi and moved her head to indicate where she wanted me. I sat there, she pushed my legs apart and crawled between them. Holding my cock and balls in one hand she held them to one side and began to chew and lick me there. It occurred to me that she was right where my pussy would be if I had one. I wondered what she wanted to show me and let go of the thought as her tongue rimmed my ass and sent my head spinning. She kissed hard and licked hard with her tongue flattened. Then her pointed tongue probed again at my ass. Fuck, it was magical. She began to stroke my cock and I held on to the hand rails. My nuts tightened and bolt after bolt of cum spread over us. She gave me the smile I was growing very accustomed to as she sank back into the tub. I showered and left her there to soak and rest, aware only of an incredible feeling of closeness that I'd never experienced before.
I was reading in bed when she drifted in. She unwound a towel from her head and let her robe slip from her shoulders. She slid under the covers and wrapped herself around me. Kait drifted to sleep in minutes. I gazed at her before switching off the bedside lamp.
At 7.00 am the beep-beep-beep of the alarm clock had me wondering why the hell I'd set it for 7.00 am. It wasn't the alarm clock at all. It was the reversing noise of a low loader delivering an earth mover. I looked down from the balcony as Kait guided the driver within inches of a seriously threatened Cadillac and a fire hydrant. I pulled on Jeans, filled a coffee cup in the kitchen and went outside.
"Good morning" Kait kissed me quickly and returned her attention to the work at hand.
"This looks serious. How long have we got that for?"
"Two days" she answered.
"Can I drive it?"
"No" she smiled "then I'd be out of work. And besides, you've made enough earth move these last few days."
We traded smiles again as the driver cut his engine and set about unchaining the vehicle.
"Will it really take two days?"
"No, maybe a day but then I'll need to shuffle around a bit after I've moved the stones."
"Oh well, seems as if it's all under control here, I'll go for more coffee, carry on Kait, at ease."
She slapped my butt as I turned and headed to the house.
I noticed the light flashing on the answering machine and an electronic voice advised that the furniture delivery window was set for between 10 and 4. How convenient I thought and called them back to ask if they could be any more precise. No, they couldn't. They showed up as I was making sandwiches for Kait and myself. We (not Kait) spent the best part of two hours unloading, unwrapping and positioning everything. All the big stuff was in, all I needed now were accessories and as I realized this I wondered for the first time whether Kait would like some input. More maybe, how I'd like her to be involved in the decisions. It was a fleeting but strange recognition of something. How my thoughts had shifted.
She let the throttle loose as I approached with her plate.
"All in?" she asked.
"Yep, all in, you coming inside?"
"Not yet."
We only had one mountain left and that was crumbling at the base. The garden seemed to be taking shape, nothing growing but definitely a semblance of order. It made me wonder for the first time about it's completion and what other event that might signal. I put the thought away for another time.
Later she kicked off her boots and hollered from the mud room for "a towel or something." I went in there to find her naked and handed her the towel with a smile. She wrapped it round herself and went back outside. This I had to see so I followed her to the doorway and watched as she washed her legs and feet with a hose. She walked back in, let the towel fall and bent to dry her legs with it. The rear view was perfection. She looked up and back at me from ground level, an upside down smile on her face "you like the view?"
"I love the view, can I take a picture?"
The camera had been on the window ledge as Kait was taking shots at the end of each day or at any significant step in the transformation of the yard. "No" she said as I raised it. I stopped and she walked towards me "we can take some pictures later."
"That'll be nice." I offered.
"I expect it will" she responded as she took and replaced the camera where it has been. "Now, show me the furniture please."
We went through room by room, she expressed her like of it all and suggested moving some things around a bit which only seemed to help the overall space.
In the living room she plonked her naked self in an oversized leather arm chair, her heels came to the outside corners of the seat cushion, her towel undid itself and her hand dropped to cover her sex in what was anything but an expression of modesty. "Can this be my chair?"
Looking back at Kait, not knowing what to say, not knowing how to move, it occurred to me say that yes, it could be your chair, I want you to have it all, all of this because it won't mean anything unless you're here and.... And so many other things... but I couldn't say any of it. Instead I walked towards her and knelt before the chair. My hands stroked her shins, wrapped around her knees and rested on her thighs "yes Kait, it can be your chair, I'll order a brass plaque for it tomorrow."
I lowered my face, a movement that was somehow synchronized with the withdrawal of her hand. I tentatively kissed her there and slid my tongue slowly from bottom to top. I paused to look at her as I felt her take a deep breath "this is my lucky chair." She said.
It was mine too. For I feasted on Kait there. Her scent was musky and heavy with perspiration induced by her day in the garden. I ate her roughly and hungrily, no softness left, just a deep insatiable desire to fuck her savagely with my face and mouth and a certain reciprocation from her that made it clear that this time she wanted, maybe needed, the same.
There were tears beyond her orgasm and for all a part of me wanted to know why, the question was posed only and simply by my gaze leaving Kait to recognize or ignore it.
"It was just the way you looked at me before you walked over here" she stated.
"You can feel good about the way I looked at you Kait, I think you know what I was saying."
