Sadie had just left the Big Doughnut, it was damp and the air was cold but the night sky was bright with stars. She headed quickly to the lighthouse green coat wrapped tight around her; Ronaldo would be waiting for her, and tonight was the night of the big ghost hunt. Even though Sadie knew that Steven had taken care of the problem when he put one of his bubbles around… whatever it was that was in the lighthouse, Ronaldo, as per usual, had his own ideas about what was "really" going on.
"Someone ought to keep an eye on him." She had told Lars earlier, but really she could have said anything, she only saying it to let Lars know she had plans with someone else, someone who had been nice to her. Lars had bristled in response but said nothing to imply that he cared, he never did.
Ronaldo opened the door to the lighthouse right as she walked up to it. He must have been watching me, she thought wistfully. Most girls would have been creeped out by the idea of Ronaldo watching them in the darkness but Sadie was flattered, he was so eager and so genuine. Ronaldo didn't hide his excitement, he wasn't ashamed of the things he liked, he was exactly himself and made no apologies for it. To Sadie it was a breath of fresh air. Ronaldo towered over Sadie the tips of his hair almost brushing the top of the door frame, he was a giant next to her.
"Hey Sadie, you uh you actually came, this is great! It's a rare treat to have help with one of my investigations, especially from someone- Oh you're shivering, come in! We can talk inside, where it's more secure."
Sadie smiled, face flushed from the cold and brushed past him. The two of them almost didn't fit, she could feel Ronaldo's heat without even touching him.
"Yeah, I've been looking forward to this all week; we had so much fun last time even if it did get a bit scary." She said as they started up the stairs.
The lighthouse staircase seemed to go on forever and Sadie had stopped breathing entirely to avoid the embarrassment of having someone hear her panting and know just how out of shape she was. A few more steps and Ronaldo was breathing heavy too but he made no attempt to mask this, somehow that made her feel better, she inhaled and the oxygen returned to her brain.
The stairs finally stopped and they stood at the top of the lighthouse waiting for their heart rates to settle. The window that circles the room was like a black mirror in this lighting, covered in some places by alien posters and webs of conspiracy theories that had no doubt been mapped out by the man standing next to her. Sure enough he was running over to a particular collage by his desk full of pictures of ghosts and symbols and things.
"See I have this idea about what else might be lurking in my lighthouse, I've pretty much ruled out any involvement by the sneeple at this point in time but that still leaves a lot of other explanations open there could potentially be another poltergeist here."
Sadie pointed to a scrap on the conspiracy web.
"Ronaldo is that… The picture of Lars from when you were kids? Did you keep it all this time?"
Ronaldo expression dropped as he plucked the scrap from the wall and looked at it sorrowfully.
"I actually thought he was my friend."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, it's just that I've been there you know? He's burned me too."
"It's just, I finally had someone who listened and wanted to be around me, I thought for just a little while that maybe someone didn't think I was crazy."
"Ronaldo, I don't think you're crazy. I'm glad to be here."
Sadie had to reach up to put a hand on his shoulder.
"You really don't mind being around beach city's biggest freak?" He mumbled as he slumped over to the recliner and plopped into it, defeated.
Sadie strode over to him confidently.
"Yes, I do. Am I gonna have to prove it to you?"
Ronaldo looked up, confused as Sadie stood right in front of him, so close their knees were pressed up against each other.
"I asked you a question." Sadie managed to get out in her most seductive tone, her voice only wavering slightly.
"wha- Sadie what are you doing?" Ronaldo blushed a deep red that he hoped wouldn't be as visible in the dim lighting from his desk lamp.
"I don't really know what I'm doing." Sadie said in her usual sweet voice.
Smiling, she then proceeded to crawl into his lap. The chair was not as big as it looked when it held two people, especially two people of their sizes. Sadie had a particularly tough time getting her thighs around him in this position, the chair didn't help, Sadie's legs were short , Ronaldo had pretty wide hips for a guy and it all added up to a less than graceful maneuver. She had managed to steady herself in this position despite the fact that Ronaldo had not stopped squirming farther back into the chair.
"Hey, careful okay? I haven't got the best balance and this is a little higher up than I'm used to."
"I'm sorry Sadie!" Ronaldo blurted, moving his hands to her upper arms to try and hold her in place. "It's just that I have a-And I didn't want you to think I-But if you keep sitting like that I don't-"
Sadie tipped her head to indicate confusion while he mumbled his disjointed explanations and apologies until it clicked.
"Oh that's it, you have an erection!" She exclaimed.
Ronaldo diverted his gaze, looking ashamed but Sadie just giggled. She moved his hands down to her hips and, her insecurities getting the best of her, took off his glasses before she reached up to pull off her tee-shirt, just in case the dark wasn't enough to hide her. In a swift doughnut-scented motion she was sitting there, in Ronaldo's lap, shirt off, bra on. He gawked at her in amazement. Sadie, noticing that he could still see her pretty clearly sank a little deeper on to him pressing her chest against his, throwing her arms around his neck. Ronaldo inhaled deeply the sweet scent of her soft blond hair and wrapped his large arms around her, finally letting his boner press against her.
"Oh!" She had noticed it. Ronaldo briefly looked like he was going to start panicking again but she calmed him. "No, it's good, I like it." She assured him, and guided his hands once more up to her bra clasp. "Go ahead, I want you too. I really want you, okay? You don't need to be nervous around me. I like you." She looked up at him, hidden behind her kind eyes was something he hadn't seen in a long time, it was lust.
Ronaldo took the hint and popped the clasp open, the bra dropped and her large pale breasts were exposed to him. They were milky white and perfect with thick pink nipples perking up in the cool lighthouse air. He moved his hands towards them and was stopped.
"Here, I want to take your shirt off too." Sadie undid his tie then reached down to lift the shirt.
"Sadie wait, are you sure? I'm not skinny like Lar-"Before he could finish she had pulled it off of him. He was so pale he almost glowed, his chest was broad, and he had tits of his own. Not what the average person would call attractive but to Sadie he looked perfect. She gave him a reassuring kiss and nudged him on.
He took her breasts in his hands, that perfect look of amazement spread across his face. He tried to lean over to catch one in his mouth but once again their size differences made things difficult. Frustrated he moved his hands to her thighs.
"Hold on Sadie." Was the only warning she got before he picked her up and laid her down on the couch. She wiggled out of her work pants right away but Ronaldo was still a bit hesitant.
"Hey would you grab my jacket?" She asked. Naked and squirming she reached in to her jacket pocket to pull out a small box that she handed to him; Condoms.
That was more than enough incentive to disrobe, in seconds his pants were on the floor and he was on her. Finally comfortable Ronaldo started to take some liberties finally getting to play with her lovely nipples; one between his fingers the other between his teeth. Her gasps and moans got louder as she started to grind against him. He gathered both her wrists in one hand and pinned them above her head.
"Sadie, you're beautiful." He grinned and kissed her hard, really putting his weight on her now.
He reached down between them to push her panties to the side, he had meant to do it just in preparation for the sex but just couldn't resist slipping a few fingers in, she was just so warm and wet. He swore he could feel her caring about him, not just wanting him (which, in itself, was miraculous enough), but truly caring for him.
His fingers slipped right in, he wiggled them around a bit, watching her squirm and moan in pleasure. He continued until her knew she was ready, then he started to fumble the condom on to his cock. He tried his best to settle down and get this done right but Sadie was watching him intently and his fingers just kept, still slick with her juices. After he had tried to roll it on backwards and just couldn't seem to get it on, she took it from him, tossed it on the floor then got a new one. He was more nervous than frustrated; at least he was at no risk of losing his erection, not with her right next to him.
Sadie unwrapped the condom and put it on for him. He was quite impressed by her speed, she had pulled him right back on top of her in no time. Now he was really grinding on her, his cock fully coated in her wetness it surprised both of them when he slipped in but as soon as it did he was thrusting with reckless abandon.
Sadie went wild, screaming and moaning his name, hands on his back, in his hair, pulling him closer to her. He grabbed her thick thighs and used the leverage to go in deeper; when that wasn't enough he lifted her legs on to his shoulders. That was what really did it.
Sadie let go of him all together shaking and moaning. He was briefly terrified before he realized, she was having an orgasm. He couldn't help himself.
"They said it was a myth! They said I would never find it! They called me crazy! But I found it! I found the G-spot!" He screamed out, not missing a beat.
Sadie's orgasm faded into seizing with laughter with a big smile on her face.
"Ronaldo you are a riot! But did you get to finish?"
"I…umm just did actually, while you were laughing. Sorry, I was just holding back for so long." He started to giggle along with her and she pulled him close to her on the small couch. He covered half of her like a blanket with his head on her chest, keeping her warm, making her feel wanted.
They slept like that, a mess of pale sweaty flesh and neither of them could have been happier, that is, until Lars came looking for Sadie when she was late for her shift…