The next morning Rachel awoke somewhat reluctant to leave her dream at the shrill of her radio alarm at 5am. Reluctant because she was having the most delicious dream of indulging her most decadent cravings, eating chocolate Blue Bell ice cream off of Sean Grayson's naked torso. The alarm went off just as she was about to lick a dollop of her favorite indulgence from Sean's chocolate male nipples which were slightly puckered from the cold treat. She recalled the sinful look of desire in his eyes as he watched her dip her head to devour him, tongue at the ready…only to have the alarm pull her violently from her delicious nighttime encounter with the ever sexy grey eyed hunk. Rachel reached blindly for the offending alarm clock, almost tempted to throw the thing away for spoiling her dream. She refrained from doing so, remembering her vow to start each day on a positive note. Therefore, in the aftermath of the shrilling alarm, she got out of bed and onto her knees to repeat her favorite prayer and Bible verse.
"Thank you God for another chance to become even closer to you. Thank you for another beautiful day to admire your creation, thank you for all I have overcome and for helping me to overcome the past trials and the trials yet to come, thank you for my beautiful children, my friends, and family. Thank you Father for awakening in me the determination to live a healthy, happy life filled with all the wonders you have to give to your children here on Earth. Father thank you for the most precious gift you have given me, the opportunity to live eternally with you after this world is but a memory. Through the blessed Lamb of Jesus; in Jesus name I pray, Amen." "This is the day that the Lord hath made I will rejoice and be glad in it," she arose when she finished, walked into the master bath suite, after tending to natures call, she washed her face and brushed her teeth.
Rachel exited her bathroom and walked over to the big bay window seat which was one of her favorite places in her home. She picked up her Bible, and sat down with her feet tucked under her favorite blanket and preceded with her 30 minutes of spiritual study and meditation.
An hour later, Rachel put on the finishing touch to her make up with a swipe of Mac lip gloss. Then afterward pulling on her winter white V-neck cashmere sweater, she freed the wild mass of partially braided mini micro braids from atop her head, bending at the waste to give her hair a quick shake to loosen up the curls before flipping the curls back to fall into a sexy cascading mane framing her face. She turned to peruse her appearance in the full length free standing mirror in the corner of her room. Satisfied with her appearance she dabbed on some perfume and with a quick smile at herself, grabbed her keys, purse, and gym bag from the bed and headed for the garaged. At the entrance to the garage Rachel grabbed her black suede jacket from the coat rack, set the alarm, and proceeded to her car for her regular morning commute to work.
Friday's at the CDC were casual and employees were allowed to wear jeans. Today Rachel wore her favorite deep black denim jeans with white stitching they rode low on her hips and hugged her behind, legs, and thighs like a second skin. She coupled the jeans with a V-necked, hip length, long sleeved; form fitting, cashmere sweater and long black suede boots which she pulled up over the straight leg jeans because the boots were thigh length Rachel usually wore them folded into three-inch cuffs just above her knees. The boots were her favorite because their four inch slender wedge heels gave her five foot six inch frame added height making her feel taller and look slimmer, and the fact they were comfortable was an added bonus.
The sweater she wore today, was clingy and form fitting which accented her curves and cleavage a little more than she liked to, however, she'd awakened this morning in a good mood and with a need to feel a little sexy. So she was wearing all her favorite apparel, from her deep purple laced bra and matching thong set to the sweater her friend Samantha gave her for her graduation present. Rachel had only worn the sweater twice because of the revealing neckline but, she knew the sweater looked good on her now, especially after all the workouts she'd put in lately.
Rachel knew she would never be model thin but she also knew she had never looked or felt better. To Samantha's utter frustration, Rachel was indeed; completely oblivious to all the male attention she received as she went about her daily work routine. Over the last few months Rachel developed an air of confidence and security in herself as she'd shed the weight and settled into her new responsibilities as assistant to the CFO. The new air of confidence showed in her walk, in her talk, and the way she conducted business. Rachel's new confidence and poise was starting to turn heads at the CDC and also earn her the recognition she deserved. Although, she welcomed the perks Rachel was totally unaware of all the male admirers she'd acquired over the last few months. She worked long hours becoming indispensable to her new boss. The man could do nothing without her and that was just the way Rachel liked it.
So after putting in another long day Rachel headed once again to the fitness center. At 6:30 pm she entered the center heading for the women's locker room to change and get her work out on. Sean sat in his office working when he caught Rachel's entrance. He'd been glancing periodically at the monitors for almost an hour hoping to catch her arrival and his diligence paid off. However, he did not like the attention Rachel drew from the male patrons of his facility, although he couldn't blame them because the woman was damn fine. She was wearing the hell out of those jeans and those boots were sexy too.
Sean was hoping to catch Rachel again this evening to ask her out to dinner. He was on a call with the manager of his South Carolina office when he caught Rachel's arrival and he couldn't pull his gaze away from the monitors.
'Damn she looked good in jeans,' he thought as he followed her sexy rear end and hips until she disappeared into the ladies locker room. Sean decided he would hurry through his calls and paperwork as he had about an hour before Rachel hit the hot tub for her cool down and he wanted to surprise her again.
Sure enough that is exactly where he found Rachel at exactly 7:45 pm. There she sat again, head back cradled by a fluffy white towel; eyes closed singing Anita Baker's, Rapture of Love, and Sean took a seat on the rim of the tub opposite from Rachel. Letting his feet dangle into the swirling bubbles content to watch and listen to Rachel's smooth, clear voice wash over his body. Sean's trunks were getting tighter as she really got into the song and he noticed the movements she was making with her hips writhing to the beats of the music of her cell phone. He decided to listen a moment longer before letting her know she wasn't alone.
"When we met, I always knew I would feel the magic of you, on my mind constantly, in my arms is where you should be…" Rachel sang.
She looked as if she was making love to an invisible entity and Sean longed to have her moving like that against his body. At that thought his trunks began to tent and Sean thought he'd better submerge himself before Rachel opened her eyes to her horny swim instructor sporting a thick hard on tenting his loose trunks. Just as she had last night upon Sean entering the hot tub, Rachel quickly sat up, opened her eyes and hastily pulled the ear buds from her ears when she realized she wasn't alone. Then recognizing Sean, the startled wide doe eyes softened in recognition and her sensually full lips relaxed into a smile of greeting when she saw the intruder to her peace was none other than Sean. The imaginary dance partner for the moves she'd been making in the water.
"Hey, Sean, we simply must stop meeting like this," Rachel joked.
Sean smiled his agreement and said, "I just thought I'd come by for a private concert, Lady, you sure can sing. Are you sure you don't have a record deal in the works somewhere?" he asked.
Rachel laughed nervously, shook her head and said I didn't think you'd be here today. Didn't you say you don't officially start work until Monday?" Rachel asked.
"Yes, officially I don't start until Monday but I had to come in today to fill out all the paperwork and get my I.D. badge made. So I took the opportunity to get in a work out with the free weight resistance machine. I have to keep my body in shape, right?" Sean asked, "You wouldn't want a flabby, noodle armed swim instructor giving you lessons would you?" Sean teased with a flex of his biceps, sending ripples of desire through Rachel as she watched his mock Mr. Olympia posturing.
Rachel could do nothing but hope Sean had not caught her opened mouth stare as she watched the display of rippling muscles across his upper torso and arms.
Swallowing the moisture Sean's display caused to pool in her mouth, Rachel gave a shaky laugh before shaking her head in agreement.
"No I guess not," she agreed. Realizing they were totally alone, in an effort to distract her from reaching out to pull this fine specimen of a man to her for a tongue lashing kiss Sean would not soon forget, Rachel submerged her body to the neck in the heated bubbling waters as her nipples had hardened to points so pronounced underneath her wet suit, they seemed to beg the man for attention. Feeling a little more comfortable, now, she said, "I'm glad we ran into each other, Sean, I wanted to find out what time you wanted to meet Sunday for my lesson and I didn't know how to contact you?"
Sean, having noticed Rachel arousal, took a moment to get his own hormones under control before asking, "What time would be best for you, Rachel?"
"Well, I attend the early morning services at Hopewell Baptist Church in Norcross on Sunday but service is usually over by 10:30am at the latest. I could meet you here at noon if that is alright with you?" Rachel waited for Sean's answer.
"Noon would be just fine," Sean said as he moved to submerge his body across from Rachel's in the hot tub. Her eyes widened to take in again his incredible physique. Before she could stop it Rachel, blurted out the question she'd truly wanted to ask Sean.
"Are you married, Sean?" Damn, I can't believe I said that, Rachel thought.
Sean smiled and leaned forward to say, "No, Rachel, I'm not married," in the deepest sexiest voice she'd ever heard from a man. Rachel felt the heat rising a little to the point she would have fanned herself if she hadn't been afraid to let him know just how much he was affecting her.
"Are you?" Sean countered as if he did not already know the answer.
"Uh, no, "Rachel said going on to ask another very personal question, "How old are you?"
Sean arched a brow and said, "36, I'll be 37 on November 6th. I'm a Scorpio and before you ask, no I don't have any children," he replied.
Rachel laughed nervously and apologized for being nosey, "I apologize, that was very forward of me. I just did not want to take you away from your family on a Sunday. So you were correct I was going to ask if you had children. I have two, myself, my husband died 12 years ago," Rachel explained.
"You do not have to apologized, and I'm sorry about your husband," Sean said.
"It was a long time ago so I'm fine now. My life is good and my kids are great. They are both in college. My son attends Florida A& M and my daughter is at North Carolina Central University, in Durham," Rachel continued.
"Wait," Sean said, before Rachel could say more. "Are you telling me you have two college aged children?" "I don't believe it; you can't be old enough to have children that age." "You must have had them when you were a baby," Sean finished.
Rachel laughed, "Not quite, I'm 38 years old. I had Anthony, Jr. when I was nineteen and Asiah two years later," she explained.
"Damn, girl you don't look a day over 25, I would have guessed you were no older than 28." "I must say you certainly have aged well, my sister," Sean said giving Rachel a smoldering look, which had her reaching for her water bottle to take a quick sip. He then leaned back against the rim of the hot tub with his arms stretched across the rim behind him bringing Rachel's attention to his powerfully built arms, broad shoulders and rippling chest. Giving Rachel a heated look, he went on to say mentally, 'Lord have mercy,' Just as Rachel thought to herself, 'this man is just too fine.'
Trying to get her mind off of his physique, she blurted another question, "How tall are you, Sean?" Letting her curiosity get the better of her, she tried to act casual and hoped she wasn't being too nosey. However, she became a little nervous as Sean rose in the water and walked toward her coming to stand directly in front of her before answering in his voice deep and seductive, "I'm six foot, six, weigh 285lbs and I bench press 325lbs. How tall are you, Rachel?" Sean countered looking down into Rachel's smoldering gaze.
Feeling the heat radiating from Sean's body Rachel answered huskily, "five foot, six," wanting to move in closer to run her hands all over his body but she was startled from her heated thoughts by Sean's next question.
"Have you ever dated a man of my build before, Rachel?" Sean said looking down into her eyes, the desire for her so intense and so overwhelming that Rachel blinked at the hunger she thought she saw in his brilliant gray gaze. When she looked again she decided what she saw must have been her own wishful thinking as all traces of the look were gone. Shaking herself from the mesmerizing trance Sean seemed to have put her in, Rachel answered, "No, I have never dated a man remotely close to your build before, Sean. Why do you ask?" Rachel countered refusing to look away from him this time, afraid she would miss something in his gaze if she did. Thinking, this man is just glorious, he appeals to everything feminine in me. Rachel wondered what it would feel like to be wrapped tight in his arms in a passionate embrace. Wondering, as she waited patiently for his answer, if he would be a giving lover who placed her needs before his own? When Sean did finally answer Rachel wondered if it were possible for someone's voice to sound like pure sex? His smooth baritone answer sent shivers down her spine, tingles to her nipples, and liquid fire to her core.
"Would you join me for dinner tonight, beautiful Lady?" Sean asked. Rachel's eyes widened, and she thought, 'OMG! Did he just say what I think I heard?' She was glad the swim suit she was wearing was already wet because his words and the look in his eyes sent a heated gush of liquid desire to the place between her thighs. Taking a step back and a deep breath, Rachel lifted her gaze again to lock with Sean's. Sean knew he was moving in fast and hard as he allowed Rachel to see his desire for her burn in his stormy gray gaze but hell he couldn't help himself. Besides as he continued to stare into her beautiful big sherry brown eyes, Sean realized the desire he was feeling was definitely reciprocated. The heat in her eyes nearly singed him in their intensity.
Sean bent forward to get a better look and noticed the pulse point in Rachel's neck seemed to be beating rapidly. He knew his own heart rate was accelerated. Then she licked her full pouting lips and he groaned. Sean knew he was not going to be able to keep from kissing her. He had to have a taste of those lips, just once. Sean lifted his long fingered right hand to the pulse beating at the base of Rachel's neck feeling it speed up as he tilted her head back even further and kissed her tenderly at first. A mere lip on lip peck then she sighed which opened her mouth and Sean dived right in, licking her bottom lip with his tongue for a quick savory taste. 'God she is so sweet,' he pulled her lower lip into his mouth to suckle, Rachel brought her hands up to his chest, Sean thought she was going to push him away, but she slid her hands up over his taunt male nipples drawing a shudder from them both as she stepped into him and her hands kept moving up over him until they were encircling his neck bringing her body flush up against his and it was Sean's turn to groan as her breasts brushed his chest. Rachel answering moan followed as she felt how hard Sean was for her. Then all Hell broke loose, as they began tonguing each other down like they were starved for each other. Legs wide apart Sean began to walk forward until Rachel's back was against the side of the hot tub. He then lifted her to sit on the rim of the tub as he stood between her legs kissing her, exploring her mouth with his tongue. Sean wanted to devour her. Rachel suckled his tongue as Sean plunged in and out of her mouth in imitation of the sex act then shuddered as his hands moved to her breasts toying with her nipples through the wet suit she wore. Deciding to give him a taste of what he was doing to her Rachel explored every inch of Sean's magnificent chest and torso. Sean then released her lips to suckle her neck at the pulse point which was currently racing in time to their labored breathing. Rachel took this opportunity to suckle Sean's ear lobe and almost jumped out of her skin when Sean, said in her ear, "I have to feel you, Rachel, now," and he cupped her sex where he stood between her wide spread thighs asking silently. Rachel's seated position on the rim of the tub they were in brought her breast level with his mouth and at her quick nod of agreement Sean worked the shoulder straps of her bathing suit down and off until he'd freed her breast to his hungry gaze.
"Damn! You are so beautiful," Sean said as with one hand he toyed with her nipple still cupping her between the legs with his other hand. Rachel whimpered and squirmed beneath his hands. She couldn't seem to help herself all she could do was feel. Then Sean leaned forward and took her breast into his mouth licking and sucking her with powerful pulls. Rachel, bit her lip to keep from crying out at Sean's exquisite torture. However, when Sean worked his other hand underneath her suit to sink one long finger into the heat between her thighs, she was unable to keep from crying out and Sean raised his head from her breasts to watch Rachel as he slid in another finger. She was so hot and wet, he'd known she would be passionate he continued to watch as she writhed and squirmed riding his fingers she'd closed her eyes but he needed her to look at him. Sean said, "Rachel, babe, look at me?" He kissed her again and she groaned again. Sean's lips move down her neck then dipped down again to her voluptuous breast holding one plump nipple gently between his teeth as he flicked his tongue back and forth over it. Rachel was breathing harder now. Sean lifted his head to look at her again, but this time Rachel grabbed his head bringing him back for a kiss to show him her own lip locking skills. As she moved down his neck to nibble his Adam's apple Sean moaned. He had two fingers deep inside Rachel feeling her gripping him with her keagle muscles and he couldn't believe it. When she said, "Oh, God, Sean," he nearly lost his damn mind. He could feel Rachel was about to cum and he wanted her to know he was giving it to her. Sean needed to see her eyes he wanted her looking into his eyes when she exploded all over his hand. To that end he leaned in closer to Rachel's ear, Sean began working her clit with his thumb in time with the motion of his two middle fingers deep inside her liquid heat, saying, "Babe, please look at me, Rachel couldn't refuse the plea in his voice so she opened liquid, sherry brown, passion filled eyes to his stormy grays and said," I, Oh, God, Sean, what are you doing to me?" she moaned. Sean kissed her full pouting lips, and stared deeply into her eyes, his nostrils flaring as he caught her scent and his manhood jumped wanting to be inside her wet honeyed walls as she came but knowing this wasn't the time or the place for that. He wanted to give Rachel something she'd never forget. Sean wanted Rachel to feel what he could do for her. He loved the way every emotion she felt was expressed in her eyes. When he hit just the right spot curving his two fingers upward into her sweet spot, her pupils dilated and her irises darkened the more aroused she became. "You feel so damn good, I can smell how hot you are for me and Lady, I am so hard for you, I would give anything to sink balls deep into you right now," Rachel, whimpered as his words and the motion of his fingers were becoming exquisitely unbearable. Pushing his straining hard on against Rachel's leg, Sean said, "I know, you want it too, don't you? But we have to settle for just a taste this time. Let me give you a little relief from the tension I've created."
"But you," Rachel gasped. Sean released the breast he'd been teasing with his other hand to shush Rachel with his index finger only to moan himself as Rachel took that finger into her mouth to suckle. She couldn't believe what she was doing. She was behaving so far out of character; she had never experienced anything like this before. Not even the attraction between her and her husband had been this volatile. Sean's rising manhood jerked against her leg again and Rachel ached to feel him deep within her.
Sean leaned into Rachel's ear, to say, "Babe, focus on my fingers inside you. Oh God, you're so slick, now," Rachel could feel the tension Sean's words aroused in her, she closed her eyes briefly savoring Sean's fingers playing her like an instrument.
"Now Rachel look at me babe, let me see you peak all over my fingers lovely Lady," Sean said this as he moved deeper into her heat curving his two middle fingers upward into that ever elusive G-spot Rachel always thought was a myth, her eyes widen in surprise at Sean's finger manipulations and she screamed his name. Sean caught her scream in the kiss he planted on her as she came all over his hand.
'Am I dreaming, I can't believe what just happened,' Sean thought. 'I think I have died and gone to heaven. This is the most passionate woman I have ever had the pleasure of being intimate with and I can't just let this go. She is everything I have ever wanted in a lover, bold, passionate, sensuous, voluptuous, and sexy.' Ending their sensual kiss the two continued to gaze into each other's eyes and Sean could not detect a hint of embarrassment or shame in Rachel's eyes. In fact he could only detect awareness and desire radiating from her. She was reflecting awareness of their mutual attraction for one another, the desire to repeat what they had just done; and the willingness to take their previous actions to the next level. 'Damn, I may be in trouble, but oh, what sweet trouble it is.' Sean thought to himself.
Rachel slid off the rim of the tub into the warm bubbling waters of the hot tub letting the jets rinse away a little of her stickiness, bringing her body flush up against Sean's with her breast still free she brushed her still harden nipples against Sean's chest as she reached up to encircle his neck bringing his head down for a kiss. It was Sean's turn to groan at her open mouth kisses laced with the sweetness of her tongue and heat. He wrapped his arms around Rachel lifting her up hard against his rigid sex he placed her legs around his waist and thrust his sex against her heat. They began grinding against each other through the suits they were wearing. Rachel and Sean were chest to chest and Sean loved the feel of her hardened nipples boring into him. Her arousal heightened his arousal and the sparks they were throwing off each other was turning up the heat. Rachel did not want to think. She just wanted to feel every sensation this man was capable of making her feel. Rachel could not remember the last time a man called to the wanton lioness within her. The passionate woman she had kept locked away, hidden and ignored for over four years was reawakened. When Sean's hands brought her to climax a rush of emotions and feelings had resurfaced. Rachel felt surprisingly free, uninhibited, and unafraid of going after what she wanted for a change; and there were no doubts in her mind Rachel absolutely wanted Sean. She wanted him stripped stark-naked on her king-sized platform bed, spread eagle, hard, and ready for her to ride until they both couldn't walk.
Rachel was right; Sean was a powerfully strong man. He lifted her like she weighed nothing and his huge hands now gripped her ass, a cheek in each palm, rubbing her against the lovely ridge of hardness inflating his trunks. All Rachel could do was hang-on and enjoy the exquisite friction. Sean however, was quickly losing his grip on his self-control, which was not like him at all. Sean Grayson III, never lost his cool in the pursuit of the booty he always kept a cool head calculating his every move until he had the woman in question finally in his bed. At the present moment all Sean registered was the intense need to get inside Rachel before he lost his mind. 'If I could just get us to a flat surface, somewhere I could lay her down and strip off these damn swim suits I could put us both out of our misery.' With that thought in mind, Sean tightened his grip on Rachel's butt and started out of the tub thinking the sauna would be the best place for what he had in mind. 'He'd prefer the first time for them to be on his king-sized bed but, yep, the sauna would have to do for now.'
Still lip locked with Rachel with her legs firmly wrapped around his waist and her hands locked around his neck Sean started up the steps and out of the hot tub. Heading for the sauna with captivating Rachel still in his arms Sean stumbled into a startled Jared who was locking down the place for the night and nearly collided with the lip-locked couple.
"Uh, oh, sh-t, sorry Man," Jared exclaimed at a sudden loss for words at catching them in such a compromising position. Rachel quickly released her leg-lock from around Sean's waist and her hands from around his neck to quickly to right the swim suit which still fully exposed her breast. However, Sean, being even quicker turned his body to place Rachel behind him as he hid her nakedness possessively from Jared's wide-eyed gaze.
Jared apologized again before quickly turning to leave taking in Sean's tented trunks, Rachel's state of undress, and noting the heat in the room that had nothing to do with the four hot tubs. Smiling at the angry frustration in Sean's face and the almost animalistic growl he emitted as Jared darted another quick glance in Rachel's directions. Jared decided to exit before his friend beat him to a pulp for daring to look at her. As Jared left the Jacuzzi room he wondered about the possessive way Sean reacted when he'd glanced in Rachel direction, smiling he couldn't wait to tell his wife about this recent development. Maybe his best friend had finally met his match.
Sean turned back to Rachel after making sure Jared wasn't coming back. Rachel had slipped her suit back into place. He could tell she was tense and thought, 'Damn Jared for waltzing in when he did.' Sean didn't say anything as he closed the short distance between them bringing his hand up to cup Rachel's shoulders he turned her to face him. She wouldn't raise her head to look at him directly so he gently raised her chin to meet his gaze. The things Sean saw in her eyes, made him almost weak in the knees. Rachel's eyes were so turbulent with emotion it shook him to his core. Yet Sean saw none of the embarrassment or remorse he expected. He saw fire and desire still smoldering in the depths of her eyes. He registered frustration in this woman, a frustration he also felt at the untimely interruption of his friend. Sean knew one thing then; he had to have her. The fact that he felt something beyond just the physical attraction Sean pushed out of his mind as he was not ready to confront that just yet.
Sean leaned forward giving Rachel a gentle kiss which was eagerly returned. Reluctantly pulling himself away from Rachel's sweet lips but unwilling to break the physical contact he leaned his forehead against hers as he found himself drowning in her amber gaze, Sean said, "Have dinner with me this evening, Rachel? I'm not ready to let you go just yet."
"Ok," was Rachel's quiet response and with another quick kiss she walked back over to retrieve the shorts, shoes, and the cell phone she'd left on the side of the tub they'd been in. Sean watched her every movement and had to fight to keep himself from grabbing her as she left him standing there. Mentally shaking himself he headed for his office to take a quick cold shower and to dress for his first date with Rachel.
Rachel walked down to the women's locker room in a sexually frustrated trance. She could not believe how she'd behaved with Sean. She could not believe what he'd done to her body and how she'd wanted more. Then for them to be caught in the act of sexing each other up, this was totally out of character for her.
'OM G, the man is fine as hell and he couldn't keep his hands off me,' she thought with a smile to herself as she entered the locker-room and went to look in the full-length mirror. Rachel dropped her things and took a good long look at the Rachel she saw reflected back. Her face was flushed; her eyes were warm and radiant, her lips slightly fuller than usual from Sean's kisses. She felt alive like she had not felt in a very long time and she could not deny the desire she felt for her new swim instructor. Rachel liked how she felt and she could not wait to spend more time with Sean. She remembered her promise to Samantha and decided, with a smile, 'I'd better get ready for my date.' Rachel grabbed her toiletries and headed for the showers.
27 minutes later Rachel put the finishing touch to her lips with Mac shimmering gloss, dabbed on her favorite perfume from Estee Lauder, hitting all the pulse points behind both ears, her wrists and just in case she got lucky, she put a little between her breasts, which were showed off to perfection in the white cashmere sweater she wore to compliment the black denim jeans and her favorite black suede boots. The four inch wedge heels and thigh length style boosted her meager 5'6" frame to a tall sexy 5'10". Taking one last look to make sure she was presentable Rachel removed the clasps which held her mini micro braids in place atop her head during her shower and gave them a quick shake. They cascaded down her back and shoulders to frame her face in a fall of black and copper highlighted spirals. Grabbing her black suede jacket, keys, and coach purse from her locker, Rachel left the locker room heading for the lobby of the fitness center.
As Rachel drew nearer to the entrance she could see Sean already waited for her. He too, wore black denim jeans which he'd teamed with a slate gray shirt that matched his eyes and a black leather bomber jacket. Rachel observed every delectable inch of Sean, drinking him in his masculine brows, sexy gray eyes, neatly trimmed mustache, goatee, his dimpled jaw, thick brown neck, and mile wide shoulders, brawny muscled forearms which rippled beneath the sleeves of his shirt as he shouldered his gym bag and toyed with his keys patiently waiting for her. Rachel noticed his loosely tucked shirt hid the sexy eight pack of abs she'd explored earlier, then moving lower she registered the powerful thighs of a runner incased in the black denim traveling the length of Sean's long, long, legs she shivered in remembrance of just how powerful they were. Rachel was just a few feet away from Sean when her steps faltered a bit as she spied the gray Timberlands Sean wore, 'Oh, my goodness the man's feet are huge,' she silently exclaimed. Rachel's son Anthony wore a size 12 and Sean had to at least be a size 15 or 16. 'Damn, she thought as every rumor she had ever heard about men with big feet rushed through her mind. She'd been up close and personal, practically riding the man and he definitely felt damn good, she was almost to Sean now but at her startling shoe realization she had to take another look at his package. Rachel's eyes travelled back up from Sean's feet to the front of his jeans just as he spied her and watched her approach. Sean noticed the direction of Rachel's wandering eyes and realized she had no clue he was watching her approach and aware of her wayward thoughts as she was such an easy read. His body reacted as it had been doing a lot lately when Rachel was in his sites, hardening and pushing against the buttons of his jeans. Sean also caught Rachel's faltering tripping steps when she became aware of his semi-aroused state and her eyes flew up to collide with his smoldering gray heat.
'What the hell? Is he??? Yes, everything I've heard or read about and then some. This should be an interesting evening,' Rachel thought with a small smile to herself, feeling a little heated in spite of the coolness of the buildings air conditioning system. Rachel took a deep breath to calm her accelerated heart rate, slightly puckered nipples straining against her bra and sweater and slight moisture starting to develop in her nether regions. Mentally shaking herself out of a semi-sexual stupor and very thankful she was wearing her jacket to cover up her own arousal, Rachel steadied herself and closed the remaining distance to join Sean.
"Hi, she said, choosing to ignore what she just witnessed, and mentally trying not to remember in vivid detail what happened between them in the Jacuzzi.
"Hi," Sean said, "Are you ready to get some dinner?" taking his lead from Rachel, trying to cool things down a little.
"Sure," Rachel agreed and walked through the door Sean held open to exit the center and complete the short walk to the parking deck.
"Which level did you park on," Sean asked
"This level", Rachel replied as she continued walking. "I used to park on level seven, where I work at the CDC and walk upstairs to the fitness center but because I usually workout so late in the evenings, I thought I'd better start driving down instead. After seeing the P2 movie parking garages give me the creeps," Rachel explained with a small laugh.
"Yeah, that's smart, P2 was a crazy movie," Sean agreed. "I'm on this level, too, where did you park?" Sean asked.
"I'm in the first slot by the entrance, see the Midnight Blue Land Cruiser over there," Rachel answered.
"Nice ride," Sean said admiring the hybrid Toyota Land Cruiser Limited Edition with the keyless remote and push button keyless ignition. The SUV was metallic midnight blue with silver trim and sitting on 22's with silver chrome alloy wheels.
"Thanks," Rachel said, "Where is your car parked?" she asked.
Sean walked a few feet over to a shiny brand new, dark gray, sedan Tesla TL, opened the door and threw his gym bag into the back seat.
"Nice," Rachel returned the compliment as she walked over to where he was standing.
"Thanks," he replied. "Well, how do you want to do this? We could drive over to the restaurant together, or we could meet each other," Sean suggested.
Rachel smiled and answered, "Well you haven't told me where you're taking me yet?"
With a slightly quizzical look on his face, Sean realized he had not thought about where they would go to eat. All he had wanted was to spend more time with Rachel.
"Well, we could go anywhere you want. What kind of food do you like? Chinese, Italian, seafood, or soul food," Sean questioned
"Are you kidding," Rachel said, holding her arms out to the sides, "Look at me, Sean," she said jokingly, "I love them all."
Sean smiled at being given the opportunity to give her voluptuous body a thorough once over, and said in his sexy baritone voice, "I'm a big boy myself and I too love them all, so you choose and we will go where ever you want."
"Well in that case, why don't we head over to the Cheese Cake Factory?" They have a wide variety of foods on the menu and I am sure we will both be able to find something we like," Rachel suggested.
"Then the Cheesecake Factory it is," Sean agreed. "How's about we take my car and I'll bring you back to the parking deck after we eat?" Sean asked.
"Sure, let's go," Rachel said as she walked around to the passenger side of Sean's Tesla. Sean hurried around to open the door for her. After Rachel was seated and buckled in Sean proceeded to the drivers' seat, buckled his seat belt and started the car driving them out of the parking deck an into Georgia's Friday nightlife traffic.
They were both quietly reflecting on the scene in the Jacuzzi earlier. Sean wanted to talk about it but decided to pop in a CD of oldie Goldie's instead. He was almost sure Rachel would like the CD as it was full of classics like Natalie Cole's Our Love, Chaka Kahn's Ain't Nobody, and Luther's House is Not a Home. When Luther's mellow voice filled the quiet of Sean's car through his amazing Bose Sound system, Sean began to sing along, his smooth baritone voice harmonizing beautifully with Luther brought Rachel out of her reflective silence with a shiver of appreciation.
'This man is full of surprises, not only does he have the body of a Spartan Warrior, and the sex appeal of Adonis, he also comes equipped with a voice which brings to mind a warm liquid chocolate pool I just want to dive into,' Rachel thought to herself.
When Sean finished Luther's song she knew she was in serious trouble.
"You have a great voice, Sean," Rachel exclaimed. "Have you had formal training?" she asked.
"I confess," Sean said sheepishly. "I sang with the youth choir in my church back home in South Carolina for years before going off to college and my mom was a jazz singer in New Orleans before she met my dad, so I probably got my singing ability from her. None of my four sisters can carry a tune."
"Well you definitely can sing," Rachel complimented.
And as the next tune came on they both began to sing along with the CD, driving along singing together companionably. Forgotten was the awkward silence they started out in.
Before long they pulled up to the Cheese Cake Factory valet parking attendant who opened the door for Rachel as Sean exited the drivers' side and walked around to take Rachel's hand placing it in the crease of his elbow after handing his car keys to the attendant and taking his parking ticket. Sean put the ticket in his front right pocket as he led Rachel into the restaurant.
Upon entering the establishment, Rachel noticed the instant female appreciation Sean received. He seemed completely unaware of the blatant admiration and wanton stares he attracted as the women gave his body a thorough examination. Sean continued walking, leading the way to the hostess station. Rachel could hardly blame the women because Sean was a fine specimen of a man and she'd given him her own fair share of admiring glances. Sean walked with such an air of confidence, as if he were a gladiator ready for battle. Rachel knew she was just as bad as his other admirers because, she wanted to eat him up too.
Sean, oblivious to the stares of his current lady admirers, was elated to have Rachel to himself for the evening. He truly enjoyed every moment of their time together in the hot tub. Their easy banter and singing in the car on the drive to the restaurant had Sean confident he and Rachel were definitely getting to know each other and he liked what he had learned so far. Sean felt he was making progress in that Rachel agreed to spend some quality time with him. He also had her hands on his arm, now if he could get her hands where he really wanted them this evening would definitely be perfect.
Sean was smiling at that thought when he approached the hostess.
"Good evening, welcome to the Cheese Cake Factory, I'm Jamaeca, will you need a table for two this evening or are you here for a party?" the hostess asked politely.
"A table for two, please,' Sean responded with a smile, pulling Rachel in closer to his side draping his long right arm around her shoulders.
Jamaeca smiled back, "There will be a 15-20 minute wait, Sir, would you like to wait at the bar with a drink until your table is ready?" she asked.
Sean looked to Rachel to see if this would be alright with her, at her nod of acceptance he told the hostess yes, gave her his name, and accepted the device which would alert them when their table was ready. Sean handed the little square disk to Rachel then released her shoulder and took her hand to lead her to the bar, completely ignoring all the female appreciation being sent his way.
Rachel enjoyed every minute of the envious stares received, as Sean was so, attentive and considerate to her needs. She barely resisted the urge to say, nah, nah, nee, nah, nah, like she'd done as a child when she had something the other kids wanted.
Friday night at the popular Cheese Cake Factory in downtown Atlanta Georgia and the place was packing in the crowds before they all headed out to the clubs to dance the night away. Sean knew this and took advantage of the crowded restaurant hoping to get Rachel acclimated to the feel of his hands on her. Every chance he got he'd pull Rachel close. Sean's whispered, "What would you like to drink?" so close to her ear he had Rachel stifling a shiver as his deep voice so up close and personal made her toes literally curl in her boots.
Rachel, never liking the taste of alcohol was mostly into fruity sweet drinks with just a splash of alcohol to make it not a virgin. However, she'd been to this restaurant on several occasions with friends and family members she knew just what she wanted tonight.
"A Lemon Drop martini," she responded in a soft voice. Rachel liked this drink because it tasted like lemonade but it had a kick. And she felt she needed something to mellow her out right now because Sean's attentiveness was starting to make her nervous. She hadn't dated in almost five years and the man was simply overwhelming her senses. Rachel needed something to calm her nerves or she was going to do something truly clumsy and embarrassing.
Sean couldn't hear her over the noise in the room so he leaned in a little more asking Rachel to repeat her order to him, Rachel swallowed, cleared her voice a little, leaned closer to Sean's neck as, even in the heels she wore his neck was as close to his ear as she could get. She took a moment to savor his heavenly masculine smell, which was so clean and sporty she wanted to take a bite to taste him.
Giving herself a mental shake Rachel repeated, "A Lemon Drop martini, please, on the rocks," a little more loudly this time.
As Sean turned leaning down to hear Rachel better he was drawn to her lips as she spoke, he was totally distracted by the full, sensuous, and moist; slightly fuller lower lip, he already knew kissing her was an unforgettable experience. Rachel was so close he just had to taste her once more. Forgetting his surroundings totally focused on tasting those lips Sean started in for the kiss he so desperately needed only to be stopped by the bartender asking for their drink order.
"Damn", Sean said cursing to himself as he straightened to give their order. "I'll have a Heineken and let me have a Lemon Drop martini on the rocks for my lady."
Rachel stepped back a bit as Sean gave the orders resisting the urge to fan because the look in Sean's eyes burned right through to her core setting off smoldering fires all over. If they had connected the way they'd wanted to, just now, she had no doubt she and Sean would have been arrested for obscene, lewd behavior in a public place. As far as Rachel was concerned the bartender was a welcomed distraction.
'Ok, Rachel, slow your role, girl,' she had a brief chat with herself, 'this man has you tripping, take a deep breath and breathe out. If you don't calm yourself down this date is going to become X-rated in a public restaurant. Now granted you and this man had some truly heated moments together in that hot tub earlier, but can this guy really be feeling you like you are feeling him? Or is this some crazy sexual chemical reaction?' Blowing out a quick breath Rachel composed herself, hardly believing she'd almost tongued gray eyes down in the middle of a crowded restaurant.
'Damn where was that drink?" she thought. She needed something to cool her down, quick.
Sean turned back from the bar with their drinks. As he handed Rachel her martini the device alerted them the table was ready before they could even take a sip. So they made their way back to the hostess, handed her the device and followed her to their table.
The hostess led them over to a cozy booth in a secluded corner of the restaurant away from the crowds just as Sean had asked and he casually slipped her a $100 tip for her trouble unbeknownst to Rachel.
Placing her drink on the table Rachel removed her jacket sliding it and her purse over to the empty space in the booth as she took her seat. Sean did the same placing his jacket next to Rachel's purse.
Rachel then reached for her drink taking a long pull from the tiny straw. Sean sat quietly watching Rachel as she wrapped her lips around the straw closing her big brown eyes as she savored the drink. Desire hit him like a tackle to his solar plexus. Once again his body was misbehaving in a knee jerk reaction to the sensual woman sitting across from him.
Yes, I certainly am a breast man, Sean thought as he got a good look at Rachel's cleavage in the sweater she wore. Sean was glad he was seated behind a table in a dimly lit booth; nevertheless, he thought it would be a good idea to get his mind on something else besides what was going on in his pants. Reaching for his menu Sean decided to concentrate on something delicious to eat other than the sexy lady sitting across from him.
"So, what looks good tonight?" Sean asked as he perused the menu thoughtfully.
Rachel, who had only eaten a bagel and cream cheese early this morning, was getting a bit of a buzz from her martini almost blurted out, "you" when he asked but covered it by saying, "uh, if you like pasta, which is what I think I'll be having tonight, I suggest you try the Pasta DaVinci, it's great! They have such huge portions here. I can never eat it all," Rachel finished taking another satisfying sip of her drink.
Sean looked for the pasta dish she suggested on his menu, the Pasta DaVinci was chicken, mushrooms, and onions sautéed in a delicious Madera wine with penne pasta and a parmesan cream sauce. The dish sounded delicious as it included all of Sean's favorites. "Since I love mushrooms and chicken," Sean decided, "I'll definitely be having what you're having, Rachel."
With their dinner choices made they both put their menus to the side and continued to drink in a companionable silence for a moment. However, before they could strike up a conversation the waiter arrived to take their orders and remove the menus. Sean ordered another beer and asked Rachel if she would like another martini to accompany her meal when it arrived.
Rachel politely declined, stating, "I'd rather have a sweet iced tea instead."
Sean gave the waiter their drink orders then settled down to give Rachel his undivided attention. He had requested this booth to keep them out of the view of the crowd. He had not played pro football in several years but he was still recognized and he did not want anyone bothering them especially since Rachel did not know anything about that part of his life yet. And for the time being, Sean wanted to keep it that way.
When Sean turned his full gray gaze in Rachel's direction, she was awed by the level of desire just a look could convey. She'd been reading about bedroom eyes for years in her romance novels but she had never dreamed she would be on the receiving end of the passion filled smoldering looks this gorgeous hunk was sending her way. Feeling the need to say something before she was incinerated in her seat by the hot looks Sean was sending her way, Rachel said.
"Okay, Sean, what are you staring at? Is my lipstick smeared or do I have something stuck in my teeth or something?" Rachel questioned nervously.
Leaning forward conspiratorially, Sean said, "Lady, from where I'm sitting, everything is exactly where it should be. You, Rachel are one beautiful woman and I am honored you accepted my invitation to dinner tonight, especially after my caveman behavior in the Jacuzzi earlier. I can hardly believe you are not running in the opposite direction after the way I totally manhandled you," Sean stated apologetically using her question to broach the subject they had been avoiding since it happened.
"And in answer to the second half of your question, I am staring because, I have never reacted this strongly to a woman before and you simply take my breath away," he reluctantly confessed. Sean did not know why he had told Rachel this but it was the truth so he did not regret what he'd said.
Rachel totally surprised by what Sean had revealed, took a moment to compose her response because what he'd revealed was so unexpected. She was taken aback by his blatant acknowledgement of the attraction his eyes were communicating so well to her. Rachel was also relieved to know she wasn't the only one acting outside of their norm and affected by what was happening between them. Never at a loss for words, Rachel, found herself searching for something witty to say.
Hoping she didn't sound like a babbling idiot, Rachel decided to just respond to the compliment, "Well thank you, Sean, you're not so bad yourself," she said with a warm smile and a saucy toss of her hair.
Sean tilted his head back and laughed his dimples becoming sexy craters in his handsome cheeks. His deep laughter drew the appreciative gaze of a few female patrons seated near their booth.
"Lady you are definitely going to be good for my ego," Sean replied when he was able to speak again. "My mother always said one day I would meet a lady who wouldn't be a pushover for my good looks."
Rachel tilted her head to the side playfully giving Sean a good once over. Tapping one white tipped French manicured nail against her chin in contemplation she observed Sean's sexy relaxed sprawl as he leaned back in his seat. Rachel then delivered a begrudged, "Well I guess you're alright in a sort of pretty boy meets gladiator kind of way." At Sean's feigned bewildered expression, she burst out laughing and her sexy one sided smile was reawakening his desire for her again. Thankfully at that moment the waiter arrived with their meals and drinks. Soon as everything was laid out they both bowed their heads to say grace before tucking into the delicious smelling food. The conversation for the next few minutes was groans of appreciation for the wonderful food they consumed.
After eating about half of her mouthwatering pasta dish and the delicious crusty garlic bread which accompanied her entrée, Rachel took one last sip of her tea and sat back to observe Sean practically inhale his food. She could not believe he had eaten almost everything on his plate and he was still eating.
'This man can definitely put away some food,' she thought with a grin as she remembered reading somewhere that a healthy appetite was an indication of an even healthier sex drive. Rachel thought about their little session in the Jacuzzi and felt she had definitely received proof of the theory in action this evening. Although, Rachel had been celibate for several years, she was by nature a truly passionate person and she recognized a kindred spirit in Sean.
Rachel loved sex; opening up to someone so intimately was thrilling. She loved everything about the sexual act, the smell, the taste, the heated arousal, and if you were lucky the ultimate climatic culmination of two people letting go losing control together was something she reveled in when she was involved in an intimate relationship.
She felt herself getting with Sean like that. 'Hell, we have practically already been like that, she thought with a smile. Rachel knew she was attracted to him. 'Hell who am I kidding? I want the man bad. I want to feel him inside me and I hope I get the chance to explore every inch of his six foot six frame. Whew, it is good to be truthful with yourself.' Rachel had to admit if given the chance she would take Sean into her bed in a hot minute.
'Hell', she argued the points for sleeping with Sean, 'I am a single, mature, 38 year old woman, with two almost grown children; I am a homeowner, a college graduate, and business woman. Not to mention I am hornier than a female bitch in heat and the looks this man keeps sending me are getting hotter by the second,' Rachel mentally justified. 'Besides it had been almost five years since she'd indulged in a sexual relationship and just like Sam said it was time she got her groove back, right?' Rachel silently argued
'What do you think you are doing, Rachel? You know you didn't just decide to be celibate overnight; you stopped having sex because your feelings got in the way. You have never been into casual sex for just the sex. You are too romantic for your own good and were always subconsciously looking for your soul mate. The one you could live happily ever after with.' Ugh! Stop it, Girl you are sitting across from the finest hunk of man you have ever seen and he seems to have you in his radar, now are you going to let him catch you and take you to heaven on Earth or are you going to let this opportunity slip through your fingers?' Mentally shaking herself out of her silent reverie, Rachel, noticed Sean had polished off his entire meal, 'the man definitely had a voracious appetite, she wondered if he devoured everything that way….', she thought with a devilish smile.
Sighing and leaning back to pat his stomach; Sean wiped his mouth with his napkin.
"That was awesome, I don't know if it was the food or the company, but I suddenly had the urge to devour something delicious. Since we happen to be in a public place I thought I'd better attack the food and not the sexy lady sitting across from me," was Sean's reason for inhaling all the food on his plate.
Smiling flirtatiously, Rachel replied, "It is so funny you admitted that, just as I was wondering if you approached everything you eat with such vigor?" ending with a grin and a wink in his direction.
Arching a thick brow at the hidden meaning behind her words, Sean leaned back to give Rachel a once over before answering. His eyes taking a visual inventory of her sexy mane of spiral micro braided curls, letting his eyes roam downward to her perfectly arched brows which set off her almond shaped warm amber eyes to shear perfection. In his scrutiny, Sean acknowledged Rachel's cute button nose and lips so plump and moist he ached to taste them again. Continuing his visual journey he followed the line of Rachel's neck to the cleavage of the cream colored cashmere sweater, taking in the full swell of the breasts he glimpsed in the plunging neckline and remembered the perfectly round chocolate areolas he'd suckled earlier. Sean thought of the feast he'd have of her once he got Rachel where he wanted her, which was planted dead in the center of his king-sized bed.
Clearing his throat to bring his thoughts under control, Sean said, "Why don't I let you, be the judge of that later," with a wink of his own and smiled at the desire that filled Rachel's eyes when she fully registered what he'd said. However, before Rachel could respond, their waiter approached the table asking if they would care for dessert, which they both declined. Upon seeing Rachel's partially eaten dinner, the waiter asked,
"Would you care for a carryout container?" the waiter asked at Rachel's murmured, "yes please", the waiter took her plate to pack up her uneaten portion for her to take home an removed Sean's empty plate, he told Sean, "I will be right back with your carry out container and your check, Sir."
"So, lovely lady what are your plans for the rest of this fine evening?" Sean inquired, turning his attention back to Rachel.
"Oh, I don't know, I'll probably go home, water my plants, give myself a facial before going to bed with a new book I haven't yet had the chance to crack open. What about you, Sean, what are your plans for the rest of the evening?" Rachel replied.
Sean leaned forward taking Rachel's hand across the table, pulling her slightly closer he proceeded to tell her his plans for the evening.
"I'll probably head home, work out with my free weights, do a few reps of pushups and sit ups to work off some of that food I just made a pig of myself eating. "Then," he leaned closer and in a voice Rachel didn't think could get any deeper or sexier, he continued, "I'll hit the shower and think of you as the warm water and soap flows all over my body wishing you were with me, just like I did last night."
"Damn," Rachel thought she'd said that silently as she felt a warm rush of liquid flood her thong. She licked suddenly dry lips wondering if she'd sat there with her mouth open the entire time Sean was speaking. Thinking, 'this man is truly after the purple thong I'm wearing and I'm just about to give it to him.' However, if he thought he'd get away with arousing her like this, well, two could definitely play this game.
"Oh really," Rachel said, tracing the veins so prominently displayed on the backs of his strong hands still holding hers, " did you imagine my hands washing your body, Sean?" "Did you work the lather from your neck and shoulders as I would have," Rachel continued in her seductively sexiest voice. Using her tongue to wet her lips she continued looking at Sean through her incredibly thick long lashes. Will you remember how my hands felt on your magnificent chest earlier in the hot tub?" Sean groaned, his eyes darkening to a deep stormy gray as he intently listened to every word Rachel spoke, he was transported back to his shower but pictured Rachel as she had been in the hot tub.
Rachel continued, "did my hand roam down your delicious abs to curve around and grab that tight ass of yours, pulling you close as I rubbed my aching breast against your upper body as I did before? Or did I take over completely kneeling down to wash and lather your endlessly long, hard, thighs, and legs, Sean? Saving the best part for last." Rachel said, as she took the same two middle fingers, he'd used to bring her so much pleasure into her partially closed fist and proceeded to demonstrate how she would have stroked him off in the shower. Sean squeezed his legs together and clenched his teeth to control the rise of the orgasm he could feel about to explode from the hard on he was currently experiencing. Grabbing Rachel's hand, Sean pulled Rachel in closer to lean in for a hungry kiss that had nothing to do with his stomach and everything to do with the woman speaking his fantasies so seductively to him. He was close enough now that he felt her breath on his lips and just as they were about to lock lips their waiter returned with Rachel's carry out box and the check.
"Damn," Sean said in frustration, taking out his wallet to pull out some cash not caring that he over tipped the waiter by $50. He grabbed his jacket and Rachel's hand and quickly exited the restaurant barely allowing her time to grab her own personal items and the carryout container. Rachel's flirtatious, laughter teased Sean's ears as he hastily ushered them out to the valet ticket station. He then remembered his parking ticket was in the right front pocket of his jeans and Sean realized he might have a slight problem retrieving the ticket as he was using his jacket to hide the serious hard on Rachel caused with her sex-speak in the restaurant. Sean's hand was too big to fit into the currently too tight jeans to reach the ticket.
Luckily the parking attendant was currently away parking a car as they approach, Sean pulled Rachel to his side to whisper, "Lady, we have a problem and it is entirely your fault," he accused.
Rachel asked innocently, "what's wrong Sean?"
"The ticket for the car is in my front pocket. And because of your little commentary and demonstration in the restaurant, just look at me," he said pulling his jacket away to give Rachel a look at his problem. Looking down Rachel inadvertently gulped saying, "Oh my." Apparently, Sean was a lefty which meant his package was kept to the right inside his pants for easy access. Sean had a serious boner which meant he'd probably hurt himself trying to retrieve the parking ticket which had to have been pushed deep down into the bottom of his pocket by his growing hardness.
Stifling a giggle, Rachel put on her sweetest innocent look and asked him, "Well what do you want me to do? Sean's member twitched at her question and seemed to get even larger as Rachel continued to stare at it. Sean stifled a groan at her words but answered smugly, "Well since your hand is smaller than mine you are going to have to reach into my pocket to get the ticket."
"What?!" Rachel exclaimed, glad the valet was still elsewhere parking a car and they were quite alone for the moment.
"Look," Sean said, "you got us into this mess, so you are going to have to get us out of it." Sean's obstruction was showing no signs of deflating in fact; it seemed to be growing before Rachel's eyes. His anticipation of getting her hands on him evident in his rigidity.
"I started this?" Rachel asked excitedly, "You were the one teasing me, talking about your shower, and suggesting you were pleasuring yourself while thinking of me."
"Look, come on Rachel," Sean replied, "please?"
"No," Rachel refused, thinking if she put her hands on him there, she would embarrass herself in a public place.
"Why, don't, we just wait until it goes down or something," she reasoned.
Sean removed the jacket for her to take another good long look and Rachel's eyes widened as she caught a glimpse of his obviously still raging hard on. If possible it seemed even bigger than moments before, "Wow," was all she could say.
"Look, come on Rachel, after our little thing in the hot tub earlier and what you did to me in the restaurant the only thing that will deflate this a good two to three hour work out, if, you know what I mean? Hell, I'm so hot for you now that we'd be lucky if this thing goes away on its own by our swim lesson on Sunday," Sean said trying not to be too embarrassed. Shifting his right hip in Rachel's direction he taunted her with, "go on, I dare you."
Never one to back down from a challenge, Rachel walked over to Sean, who removed the jacket again to give her access to the offending hardness and the illusive parking ticket. Rachel couldn't help the appreciative thoughts racing through her mind, 'This man is seriously hung, and I have to admit I want to get my hands on all that." With that in mind Rachel stepped up to Sean, took hold of his pocket with her left hand to pull it open as she used her right hand to reach in and feel around for the ticket. Sean could not believe the situation he had gotten himself into, he was so hard he could pound nails with his meat. With Rachel feeling around in his pocket the situation, though pleasant, was becoming unbearable. The more Rachel explored Sean's pocket for the illusive ticket the harder he got. Rachel could literally feel Sean lengthening and becoming more solid by the minute. Every time she thought she touched the ticket, Sean's little problem became even larger and moved the ticket even further down into his pocket and beyond Rachel's reach. Rachel thought for a second or two Sean was doing this on purpose if it wasn't for the fact that he seemed in danger of truly embarrassing himself before this situation was resolved. Groaning at the impossible situation he'd gotten himself into Sean silently hoped Rachel would get the ticket soon or he might have to change his pants before he drove her back to her car. Finally, Rachel stepped back with a "Viola!" pulling the offending ticket from Sean's pocket and waving it in front of his face like a prize.
Sean sighed clamped his jacket back over his offending appendage and rushed Rachel over to the parking attendant as he walked back up to his station. Rachel handed the ticket over to the attendant and stood quietly beside Sean as the attendant went to retrieve his car. Rachel could not resist asking, "Ok, Sean, did you take a Viagra or something before our date thinking you were going to get laid tonight because of that hot tub scene earlier?" At the look Sean gave her Rachel laughed so hard she could barely get into the car when the attendant drove up with Sean's Tesla.
Sean deliberately not seeing the humor of the situation entered the driver seat carefully grimacing and his careful movements brought on a fresh bought of laughter from Rachel. Taking a moment to adjust his manhood into a more comfortable position, Sean was silently awed by his body's refusal to calm down.
Observing Sean's movements, Rachel realized Sean was still in a bit of a predicament and offered to drive.
"Sean would you like me to drive?" "Seriously all jokes aside, are you going to be able to drive?" Rachel questioned.
Sean, starting the car after giving the parking attendant a big tip, turned to Rachel and politely declined saying, "No, that won't be necessary, Rachel, I'm fine," and he turn to the CD player to key up the next selection in the disc changer. Rachel decided to sit back and enjoy the music. The ride back was completed in virtual silence in contrast to the sing-a-longs and laughter of their ride to the restaurant.
Sean silently willing his excitement to deflate was mentally berating himself for behaving like a horny adolescent male teenager. He thought Rachel probably saw him as a total loser but he couldn't forget the way she'd looked in that hot tub, semi-nude and climaxing with his fingers deep inside her sweetness. And Sean could not forget her sexy voice telling him how she wanted to stroke him off in his shower. He knew he would never be able to shower again without thinking of her doing everything she'd said she'd do to his body.
Rachel sat in silence trying, unsuccessfully, to keep her eyes from Sean's crotch checking to see if he was still erect. She thought, 'I now have proof that the myth about men with big feet is true. Well, at least in Sean's case. The man was huge if that bulge in his pants was any indication of what he was working with then he was packing some serious beef. I just hope he is still interested because she wanted to thoroughly explore every succulent inch of his body; huge package and all.
With each of them contemplating what they would both like to do to each other the tension in the car was thick enough to cut with a knife by the time they arrived at the CDC's deserted parking deck to retrieve Rachel's SUV.
Sean pulled into the parking space beside Rachel's car and switched off his ignition. Leaving the music playing, he turned to Rachel, looking for something to say still not wanting to end his time with her.
"Well, I owe you an apology, for behaving like a horny, hormonal teenage boy tonight," Sean apologized.
Rachel countered his apology with a heartfelt, "Thank you, Sean, for a lovely meal. I had a wonderful time, good food, great company, and lots of laughter. What more could a girl ask for in a date? There is truly no need for an apology," She paused. Then giving in to the strong impulsive side she vaguely remembered having way back when, continued in her sexiest voice, "And believe me, Sean, after what I felt of your body earlier tonight, I can promise you I could never mistake you for a teenage boy," Rachel couldn't seem to stop her devilishness or control her urge to slide slowly to her left invading Sean's personal space as she reached up to stroke his strong jaw down to his neck reveling in his warm smoothness. Leaning in even further to get a better whiff of his male scent, her breath caressing Sean's heated flesh. Rachel's boldness reactivated the stiffness in Sean's jeans. The way she caressed his neck teased and tantalized him, making him want to lay her down and bury his stiffening member in her to the hilt.
Clinching his hands on the steering wheel, Sean resisted the urge to physically act on his thoughts. Holding perfectly still he sensed Rachel was stepping outside of her comfort zone because of their explosive attraction to each other, and this made her actions even more special to him, especially when she tilted her eyes up in direct contact with his and said,
"Now are you going to give me the kiss you've been teasing me with all night?" Rachel's voice, barely above a whisper unleashed the rigid control Sean had used to restrain his self. Like the predator he'd been likened to during his football days, Sean the Panther Grayson, pounced, turning into Rachel first to nuzzle her neck and breathe in her fragrance. This sent heated shivers down Rachel's spine, as Sean's actions ignited sparks of electricity which couldn't be denied. Just a touch from him had her body reacting in flagrant desire, breasts lifting, and swelling begging for his touch. Sean's mouth teased a path from Rachel's neck to her earlobe, which he gently nipped with his teeth then soothed by pulling it into his warm mouth to suck. Rachel trembled from the luscious feel of Sean's mouth and moved slightly to give him better access. Sean's hands were not idle either. He'd wanted to explore Rachel's body and their Jacuzzi encounter earlier had only wet his appetite for more.
Sean, often tired of traveling by air, sometimes drove long distances to visit his facilities on the east coast. To that end he had all his cars custom fitted to his six foot six, 285lb frame. He'd also had the driver seat fitted with reclining features to accommodate his body because his football injuries sometimes troubled him while he was on the road. However, his old injuries were not what prompted him to engage the reclining controls tonight. His driving need to feel Rachel's full body against him in the worst way was Sean's motivator. Sean pressed the button to slide his seat back as far as it would go, which was practically into the back seat. He then jabbed the button to recline the drivers' seat into an almost horizontal position and the seat responded as Sean grabbed hold of Rachel's warm jean clad hips and lifted her up and over the armrest. Rachel gasped at his unexpected maneuver, as Sean settled her over his lap with her knees parted to straddle his hips; putting him exactly where he wanted to be, between Rachel's open thighs. Rachel's hands came to rest on Sean's massive shoulders and she held on for dear life as Sean lifted his hips, grinding his hardness against her suddenly truly sensitive jean encased clitoris.
"Oh, Uhhhh," was Rachel's incoherent opened mouth response to the pleasurable contact. Looking down into Sean's mesmerizing gaze at the same moment was her undoing. She simply had to feel his lips on hers again and she bent down to bring their mouths together, Sean could feel her breasts, their tips hardened in desire for him and he groan, crushing her to him in an embrace which hooked his arms under, up and around Rachel upper back to grasp her shoulders in a firm hold, pulling her down onto his aching need of her. Rotating his hips this time, creating a heavenly friction which had him on the brink of losing all control. Rachel arms wrapped tightly around Sean's thick neck, let go as his tongue demanded entry and the heat of their make out session was generating so much steam they fogged up the tinted windows on Sean's car like a couple of sex starved teenager at lookout point. At Sean's wet invasion Rachel couldn't seem to get close enough as he licked and sucked at her luscious lips and tongue. Sean wanted to drown in this woman's lushness. Realizing her current position put her breasts at the exact level he needed to do some serious exploration Sean kept her mouth busy as he set his hands to work underneath her sweater. He said a silent, 'Hallelujah,' when he discovered the front clasp of her bra and released all her bountiful glory into his hands. As the chocolate tipped breasts spilled into his big hands, they both sighed. Sean firmly squeezed the divine mounds playing blissfully with their desire swollen tips. Rachel, on a slow burn from the time they first touched, was instinctively riding his hardness through their jeans and becoming frustrated wanting to feel Sean deep within. She whimpered as Sean lifted one breast to the wet heat of his opened mouth as he continued to gaze into her passion glazed eyes. Rachel was an enthralled witness as his tongue circled her areola around and around several times before taking the tip into his mouth to savor as if he thought she was the most scrumptious thing he'd ever tasted. Using her hands to bring him closer, Rachel panted, "Sean, you are driving me crazy."
At her words Sean, expertly lifted his hips his hard ridge of muscle bumping her where she ached for him most, said his mouth making a sudden popping noise as he briefly released her breast to pant, " I am driving you crazy?" and just dropped his chin and shook his head. Taking a deep breath Rachel lifted his face to look into his eyes and could barely look at the desire heating their molten gray depths. She knew they had better stop now before they reached the point of no return. Considering where they were she did not relish the thought of someone coming along to find them indecently exposed.
Pulling in another deep breath, Rachel said, "Sean you know we have got to stop this now, before it's too late, right?" Reluctantly putting a stop to the big hands idly playing with her breasts Rachel continued, "believe it or not, I don't usually behave like this, especially on a first date," she confessed and gave Sean a quick hungry kiss before moving back into the passenger seat to put her bra and sweater back in order. Sean just continued to lean his head back eyes closed now as he concentrated on breathing, trying to get a grip on his unbridled excitement. He too was taking deep breaths trying to compose his self as he listened to Rachel's movements. At the moment, he was too aroused to speak and he couldn't look, as he pictured Rachel covering those beautiful breasts in the deep purple bra with the front clasps. Sean noticed after a few minutes Rachel had stopped moving and hoping he'd given her enough time to cover up all he desired, Sean reluctantly opened his eyes to look at her. She was quiet but he could tell she was just as affected by what happened between them as he by the rapid movement of the pulse point located on her neck.
Sean just couldn't understand it. This thing between them was volatile. He had never reacted this strongly to another woman before. Of course he'd had his fair share of sexual encounters, especially while he was a pro-baller and he had thoroughly enjoyed each and every one of them, but he could honestly say none of those women had ever affected him like Rachel. Granted she was beautiful and built just as he liked his women, but there was something different about this thing with her. Something he had felt earlier that made him almost tare his best friend a new asshole for daring to glance her way when she'd been half dressed in the center. He'd wanted to protect her and keep her all to himself. He had wanted to roar at Jared telling him, 'She is mine!' Then he'd felt like a million bucks when she had agreed to have dinner with him, and he couldn't seem to keep his hands off her at the restaurant. Sean had wanted everyone to know she was with him. He did not understand his own behavior. Although, he was reluctant to acknowledge what he was feeling was far more than possessiveness, he had never lied to his self. Sean knew there was something deep going on between him and this lady and although, he did not believe in happily ever after, he wasn't opposed to seeing where this thing could lead. However, he was a physical man, very aggressive and he always went after what he wanted. His former coach once told him his physical aggression and passion for the game made him the perfect athlete. A former girlfriend attributed his intense physical aggressive passion and voracious sexual appetite to his zodiac sign. As Scorpios were driven by their intense passions and desires. She had left Sean because she simply couldn't keep up with the physical demands, he'd made of her body. He was glad to finally see her go. With Rachel he instinctively knew they would never have that problem. He wondered now if he'd scared her away with his determination to get into her pants.
"Look, Sean, I'd better get going. It is getting late," Rachel said reaching for the handle of the car door.
"Wait Rachel," Sean finally spoke. He could not let her leave thinking he was some sex hound out for all the punnany he could get. "Look we need to talk about what is happening between us," Sean reasoned. "Believe it or not, this is not my usual behavior either. I don't pounce on every woman I meet. I mean this is not how I act on first dates either, he haltingly explained. "And I don't think this is your usual behavior either, is it Rachel? There is something happening between us, Lady. I feel it and I know you feel it too." Then he finished with, "Well are you going to say something or are you going to leave without us at least discussing what's been happening since we first laid eyes on each other? Because Lady, I have to be honest here, I have wanted to get inside you since I first saw you singing in that hot tub. I don't mean just inside your body either, Rachel, I want to get inside your mind. I want to find out what makes you laugh and what makes you smile? I want to know what drives your spirit and makes you cry in sorrow and in joy. Rachel, I want to know you inside and out, are you feeling where I'm coming from?" Sean asked firmly.
Rachel could not believe this; she was hearing all the things her dream guy ever said to her. The things she always envisioned the perfect man would say, she was hearing it all from Sean. He was telling her everything she needed to hear to let her know she was not being stupid for letting go with him. He was feeling her just as she was feeling him and she'd almost mistaken him for one of those players out to get all the punnany they could get. If Sean was playing her he sure was good at it because none of the players she'd encountered in the past admitted his feelings were becoming involved this early in the game. Rachel decided right then to wait and see how this thing between them played out, hoping at the end of it all she would not be disappointed.
"You're right, Sean," she finally responded. "I don't usually let my guard down so totally with a man I just met. I'll admit I am curious to explore what is happening between us. However, you are an attractive man, I'm sure you are used to women losing control around you and I am pretty sure you probably encouraged them to do so. Why should I be any different than your other sexual playmates?"
Sean took Rachel's hand and brought it to rest on his still throbbing member saying, "Lady, no woman has ever kept me in this state longer than a couple of hour's tops. You, on the other hand, have kept me in a semi-permanent state of arousal since I first laid eyes on you. That has been over 24 hours and counting. Cold showers and, I am being totally blunt here, nor masturbation, have given me any relief from what you do to me. Yes, I would love to take you home, strip you naked, lay you in the middle of my bed, totally devour your body, sink deep inside you, and make love to you until I am finally limp for a change," Sean found himself confessing.
"Rachel, just thinking about having you all to myself is doing things to me," he held Rachel's hand to the rigid length of his male arousal as it twitched under her hand Rachel's fingers instinctively tightened to grip him and they both groaned. Sean groaned again as Rachel still held him almost pleadingly asking, "Come home with me, Rachel?" Sean's deep voice echoed her inner most thoughts. Rachel wanted this man but she did not want a fling. Rachel did not want this thing to be over before it began. She was not lying when she'd told Sam she was tired of empty sex and even though she did not think she could love anyone again she did not want to engage in meaningless sex. She wanted to get to know the person, establish feelings, and make love not just have sex. However, she'd promised she would not turn down the opportunity if it came up and from the feel of Sean the opportunity was up now.
"It's really not that late, Sean, why don't we go to my place for a night cap and we can finish our discussion there?" Rachel suggested, not as an invitation to her bed but as a chance to spend more time talking and getting to know, Sean, the man, as she removed her hand from his bulge.
Sean, though reluctant to let her out of his car, looked into her eyes and saw her invitation for what it was. Rachel was giving them a chance at more time together to explore the possibilities he had spoken of. He understood her invitation to her home was Rachel's way of saying ok, Sean; I'll give you enough rope to see if you hang yourself, he thought with a smile. He vowed he would keep his little buddy in his pants tonight and concentrate on getting to know the woman who'd totally captured his curiosity.
"Ok," he finally answered, "I'll follow you home and we will see what happens," giving Rachel one last lingering kiss, Sean hopped out of the car to open her door and watched as she stepped out of his car and walked over to her SUV. Rachel had already started the engine with her keyless remote device from Sean's car to warm up the vehicle before her drive home. Unlocking the driver side door she placed her purse and left over dinner into the passenger seat before climbing into her seat and put on her seatbelt after closing the door. Rachel smoothly backed out of her parking space to head out of the parking deck mindful of Sean following closely behind her she decided to forego her usual fast pace for a more leisurely drive home. They navigated all the side streets until they hit open highway 78 to connect to I-285 then to I-20 east heading for Rachel's home in Conyers. She kept checking her rear view to make sure she had not lost Sean. Figuring they had a 45 minute drive to her place Rachel decided to call Sam. She pressed her call button, said, "Samantha," and waited as the system dialed her friends' number. Samantha answered on the second ring.
"Hello," Samantha said.
"Hey, Sam, whatcha doing," Rachel asked
"I just put Kai to bed," Samantha replied.
Kai, her youngest of two children had just turned four and was a handful.
"Oh, was he a good boy at school today? " Rachel asked
"Girl, no, I had to spank his little bad ass today for writing on school property," Samantha replied.
"Oh no Sam, why did he do that?" Rachel asked as she checked on Sean again in her rearview mirror.
"Kai says every time he leaves his seat to do something some other little boy sits in his seat. When he asks the boy to move out of his seat the boy always asks Kai if his name is on this seat? So Kai thought he would put his name on his seat with permanent black marker so the boy would see his name was on his seat and not sit there anymore," Samantha explained as Kai explained it to her.
Rachel burst out laughing as Samantha finished. Samantha laughed too, "That little guy is just too smart," Rachel said.
"Yeah," Samantha agreed, "but he knew better. Well, what's up with you, Chelly?" Samantha asked.
"A lot girl, you will not believe what happened to me today, Sam, or who is following me back to my place right now," Rachel gushed out. Then she proceeded to tell Samantha everything that happened, minus the truly intimate details about Sean's anatomy.
"Miss Rachel, are you going to finally let a man get into your pants, girl?" Samantha teasingly asked.
"I don't know, Sam that is why I called you. I need someone sane to talk me out of what my body is craving from this man," Rachel pleaded.
"Well, I am sorry to say, Lady, you got the wrong friend on the line because I say climb up on his bone and ride him until neither one of you can walk tomorrow," Samantha laughed. Rachel laughed too, albeit nervously, "Sam, it has been a long time since I've done that kind of thing. I don't know. I think I am truly feeling this brother but that could just be my hormones reacting to his fineness, couldn't it?" Rachel asked.
"Rachel you only live once, Girl. And you have worked your butt off to get where you are now. You've worked so much that you put everyone and everything first and yourself last. You have been so busy working to get through school, then you worked your butt off so you and the kids could move into that beautiful home, and you wouldn't stop until you had the house laid out just the way you wanted it. You didn't stop there you just kept on working until you got the kids through high school and into college, and then threw yourself into your job after that. If your doctor had not scared your butt with the threat of insulin dependent diabetes, I do not think you would have ever stopped to think about taking care of yourself. It's time Rachel, relax, have some fun for a change, and enjoy everything that man sends your way. Be open to the possibility that you are a desirable woman. You deserve to be appreciated. Let the man appreciate the hell out of you, and if this turns out to be just fun, enjoy it but do not be closed to the possibility that it could turn into something more. Like I said just relax and whatever happens, happens, ok?" Samantha finished.
"Ok, Sam," Rachel, answered. She was almost home now she checked her review mirror and Sean was right behind her as she turned into Providence Landing subdivision she ended her call with Samantha.
"I heard you loud and clear, girl. Well, I'm home now, Sam. I'll call you tomorrow. I have to go entertain my guest," Rachel teased.
"You go Girl! Be safe, remember what I said you can have all the fun you want but do not be stupid. You still have the condoms I gave you?" Samantha asked.
Slightly embarrassed, Rachel said, "Yes, Samantha, I am definitely not crazy or stupid. No matter how fine his ass is if we go there, I'll make sure he is suited up before entry into my pleasure palace."
"That's my Girl, have fun, talk to you later, bye, Rachel," Samantha said as she rang off.
"Bye, Sam," Rachel said shaking her head at her friend as she turned into the driveway to her home she pushed the garage door remote to open the garage door to park her car.