It was a short while later when Carol looked at the clock and saw it was getting late. She decided she best get back home so she could get some rest before another work day was upon her. Kevin hugged her close once more, and pressed up against her, before letting her get out of the bed. Carol dressed, and Kevin threw on a robe, and walked her to the door. He bid her good night and kissed her once softly. Carol walked off to her car with her dogs trotting behind her and a smile on her face. She couldn't quite describe to herself how she felt, but she knew that satisfied was definitely close to the right word. It was quite the rare feeling for her lately and she rather enjoyed the sensation. She couldn't really remember the last time she had been with someone who was so attentive to her needs, and so intent on bringing her pleasure. She thought about the way he had licked and sucked on her sensitive clit. Carol could see that he obviously knew that the clit's only purpose was pleasure. He had found a rhythm, and paced himself, while applying the right amount of pressure. Her build up, and explosion, was greater than she ever expected she would experience at this stage in her life. She still didn't know where this new relationship was going, but she knew that she didn't need to walk away from pleasure like this. She also knew that it was more than just the sex and that the two of them benefited emotionally as well. "One day at a time." She reminded herself, remembering that they need not be in any hurry to define exactly what they were doing. They were just two adults enjoying each other's company. Upon arriving at her place, she got ready and then snuggled into bed, and soon drifted off to a peaceful sleep.
Kevin also went to bed with a smile and drifted off to a nice sleep. He knew that he was enjoying the time that he spent with Carol. She was different from the others he had been with. She had this energy and passion that you might not expect and moreover she was sweet and caring. Kevin felt like these past weeks he had really been letting go of the ruin of his past relationship, and was living more in the present, and even looking to the future. He really didn't know what the future would bring, but he felt as though he was becoming ready for whatever it might be. It was a couple of days later when Carol came to Kevin's work to do her exercise class. They had the guys moving around and dancing, all the while smiling at each other knowingly. Kevin watched how the guys really responded to Carol's enthusiasm and this made him like her even more. As he walked her out to the car he asked her:
"Do you want to get together over the weekend?"
"Sure, and I can cook for you this time", she said
"Thanks, but it is my pleasure to cook for you," he replied.
"Your last meal was quite tasty, but I want to do something nice for you."
"Your company is enough, but you can surprise me with something if you want."
Carol thought about what that might be as she drove off, and it wasn't long until an idea came to her. That is just the thing I can do, she thought. It is easy enough and I know he will enjoy it, she added.
When Saturday arrived Kevin went to work again choosing a recipe and cooking. He decided to prepare a dish with roasted vegetables and risotto. He thought he would serve some French bread and corn chowder. For dessert he decided to stick with the strawberries, but this time dipped lightly in chocolate. He was putting the finishing touches on the meal when Carol pulled up to his house. He looked out the window and saw her attempting to carry something big so he went out to help.
"Let me help you with whatever that is," he said as he took it from her hands.
"Thank you," she said.
"This is a little heavy, whatever it is," he added.
Once in the house Kevin took a look at the item and smiled when he saw it was her massage table. Carol saw the look on his face and she smiled also.
"I thought I could get you on the table and show you some techniques," she said.
"That sounds great and what a nice surprise," he responded.
They enjoyed a nice meal and conversation.
"The food is fabulous again," Carol said.
"Thank you. I worked hard on this meal. I have never made risotto before, so it was a risk."
"If you hadn't said that, I would assume it was one of your specialties."
She looked at the strawberries with wide eyes as they looked much too indulgent, but with some convincing she allowed herself to have one. After dinner they sat for a while sipping on their wine and she asked him:
