We continue to stare at each other until a waiter interrupts our moment.
"Hello my name is Édouard and I will be your waiter for tonight," a tall man wait sandy blonde hair and high cheekbones said as he approached our table in a thick French accent. "May we start off with drinks?"
"Oui, nous aurons la bouteille de Sauvignon Blanc," I respond and I see Alison's eyes grow wide and the waiter's smile increases as the light flicks in his eyes. (Yes, we'll have the bottle of Sauvignon Blanc).
"Qu'en est-il Les Hors d'oeuvres?" he asks. (What about the appetizers?)
"Je vais devoir le Bistro Clams Casino," I say and look towards Alison.
"Je vais devoir le French Onion Soup," she says and I miss the accent rolling from her tongue.
"Je serai de retour avec votre vin et de l'ordre," he responds and we nod our heads turning back to each other.
"Your accent has gotten better," she compliments.
"Yours is still as great as it's always been," I raise my eyebrow.
"You always know the right thing to say," she smiles and I lean across the table to place a chaste kiss on her lips. "So are you going to tell me how you got us into here?" she asks again and I chuckle.
"You'll find out later," I say before leaning in to kiss her again. We continue looking in each other's eyes when the waiter returns with our wine. He places two glasses on the table and opens the wine bottle before the clear liquid is filling our glasses. I nod when my glass is filled and he puts the bottle back in a bucket of ice before going away. I grab my glass move my head for Alison to do this same.
"This is to having a great night and a great future," I say and I feel the light in her eyes spread to mine as our glasses clink. I swirl it around in the glass before taking a sip and I love the feel of it on my tongue as it seeps down my throat. The taste is rich, crisp, and not too dry yet not too sweet like Chardonnay, I couldn't help but moan and close my eyes.
"This is amazing," Alison says and I couldn't help but agree.
"I know," I smile and place it back on the table and stare at her while she continues to sip on it. The candlelight allows her eyes to give off a darker reflection but they still sparkle. I notice for the first time this night that her hair isn't curled to perfection as it normally would be, instead she opted for the wavy look and she knows that's my favorite style on her, just natural. It makes my desire for her heighten.
"You're so beautiful," I whisper just loud enough for her to hear and she places her glass on the table to give me an equally heavy gaze. Her now dark blue orbs are burning holes into my skin, not to undress me, but to look into the emotions swirling in my head. Our gaze is broken when Édouard comes back with our appetizers.
"Voici votre French Onion Soup, et voici votre Bistro Clams Casino," he says.
"Merci Édouard," I say.
"Souhaitez-vous commander maintenant?" (Would you like to order now?) He asks.
"Oui, je vais le Coquilles Saint-Jacques au Poivre et elle aura moitié rôti Caneton à la sauce du Jour," I respond as he writes it on his notepad. "Sabihin Manny ito ay walang galang na huwag pansinin ang kanyang pamilya" I say and at first he looks confused but gets the message before walking off.
"What did you say to him?" Alison asks and to ignore her question I pick up my glass of wine before motioning for her to eat her appetizer. The clams are done to perfection.
"Want to try one? It's amazing," I moan and I give her a look telling her that she has no choice so she opens her mouth slightly as I pick one up between my fingers. I reach across the table until it touches her mouth. The sight of her sucking the clam seductively makes me wonder about the aphrodisiac.
"You're right that is amazing, this place is amazing, this is the perfect date," she says and I smile broadly.
"Only the best for you," I say. We continue to eat in silence.
"Where do you see yourself in ten years?" she asks and it catches me off guard that I have to use the wine to catch my bearings and thoughts.
"Where did that come from?" I answer the question with a question and she glares at me to tell me that she's noticed my deflection so I sigh. "I see myself at the 2024 Olympics, a wife and child, a house in California. I finished med school and I want that to be my second to last Olympic tournament before doing my residency," I say.
"You want to be a doctor?" she asks and I nod. "What kind?" she asks.
"I haven't really looked into, I just love helping people and I think it will be a great field," I respond.
"So this wife of yours…" she trails off.
"Is you," I say confidently and it leaves us in a comfortable silence. "Where do you see yourself in 10 years?" I ask.
"Anywhere you are," she says and we both blush and continue to stare into each other's eyes.
"You know it's rude to request a chef in the middle of his shift," I hear a familiar cocky voice and I smile.
"Manny!" I say and get up to hug him.
"How are you Em?" he asks as I sit back down and the waiter places our entrees on the table.
"I'm great, how have you been?" I ask.
"You just saw me a month ago," he says and I roll my eyes.
"A lot can happen in a month," I say and he nods before he clears his throat. "Right, Manny this is my girlfriend Alison, Alison this is my cousin Manny," I say and they shake hands.
"So this is the infamous Alison," he says and I blush.
"As infamous as they come," I say with a smile.
"I'm glad you're getting your happy ending, you deserve it," he says.
"Me too," I smile and look back at Alison. "Mom wants you over for dinner next month," I say and he groans.
"Hey remember who taught you how to cook!" I laugh.
"I know, she'll never let me live it down. I do owe my career to her though," he says and we both nod at our history. "Well I have to get back to the kitchen, but tell Aunt Pam that I'll be by sometime soon," he says and we hug again before he stalks off to the kitchen.
"So that's how you got these amazing seats on short notice," she smiles and I nod.
"Hey you've got to use family every once in a while, plus he owed me and what better way to collect?" I reason.
"No complaints here," she smiles. We begin to eat our foods and nod that it's really good. We eventually start feeding each other as if we've been together for years. I motion for Édouard to come towards the table when I see him out the corner of my eye.
"Comment puis-je vous aider?" (How may I help you?) He asks.
"Puis-je obtenir le chèque?" (Can I get the check?) I ask.
"Tout de suite," (Right away) he says and goes off in his usual direction. He returns a few minutes later and places it by me. I see Alison's hand reaching forward before I tap it slightly.
"My treat, you deserve to be wined and dined every once in a while," I say and we smile. I open the bill to see what was expected. I reach in my pocket and pull out three hundreds and place them in the pocket of the check book and flag the waiter back to the table.
"Keep the change," I say to Édouard and he opens it and smiles brightly.
"Thank you so much, please come back again," he says in his heavy accent.
"We will, this is our first date, so this very spot is special to us. Please reserve it for me when I call," I say and he nods furiously.
"Anytime, here take my cell so when you want to come in I'll have it set up especially for you," he says writing down his number before stalking off with his chest puffed out in glee.
"How much did you give him?" she asks.
"Why do you want to know?" I ask with a smile playing on my lips.
"Just curious," she says as we stand to exit the restaurant.
"One," I say.
"One dollar?" she asks.
"One hundred," I chuckle.
"Em, how much was our meal?" she asks nervously.
"Two," I say.
"Two hundred dollars!" she says a little louder.
"You're worth every penny," I say and the line makes her forget about it.
"Where are we going now?" she asks.
"Someplace that only you and me know about," I say cryptically before driving to a remote part of Philly. I drive into the lot and she looks over at me with wide eyes.
"You didn't!" she says in glee.
"Oh I did," I say and I reach behind us to grab two jackets and sneakers. "Here put these on, it's getting chilly". Once we're changed I walk to the trunk and grab a basket and blanket before we walk to the scene that overlooks the entire city.
"I remember the last time we came here," she says still standing and looking at the lights of the city.
"We were 13 and my dad's car got a flat tire. We ran over here to look at the city lights while we waited for the tow company," I say.
"It looks exactly the same, like time never passed," she said.
"It makes our problems look so small," I say and she nods and sits down on the blanket with me. I lean down on my elbow before opening the basket.
"Oh Em, I love you so much," she says.
"You love me or the chocolate covered strawberries," I tease and she pushes me lightly. We wait a couple moments before she interrupts the silence.
"Are you going to feed me or not?" she asks and I laugh before opening the container. I pick up a strawberry and hold it to her mouth. She bites into it deeply while staring at me.
"You're going to be the death of me," I say and she chuckles and leans to me and places a kiss on my lips. I lick her lips and can taste the remnants of the strawberry and chocolate before pulling away. She reaches in the container and feeds me one. After two more strawberries, I pull out a bottle of Rasteau AOC and two glasses. I pour a little in mine since I still have to drive. It blends perfectly with the strawberries I have to admit, so thank you for the advice Manny! After she sips all of her wine she brings another strawberry to her lips and looks into my eyes as she bites seductively.
"Are you sure you want to start you "celibacy" break today?" she asks with a smirk and I know I will cave.
"You're really going to kill me," I say and she chuckles knowing I'm giving in.
"Let's go back to my house," she says and I shake my head.
"Let's pack up this stuff," I say and five minutes later we're back in the car. I shoot a text to my father that I won't be home tonight and where I'm going. It takes us an hour before we pull up to a huge house in the middle of the woods.
"What is this place?" Alison asks.
"My grandparent's vacation house," I say.
"I didn't know your grandparents had a house out here," she says.
"My parents don't get along with them, my mother's parents, but I do, it's mine technically," I say.
"So you own this?" she asks.
"Yeah, they gave it to me in their will along with a trust fund, but it's a whole bunch of legal mumbo jumbo that I don't want to get into," I say and tug her hand as I put the key into the lock.
"When was the last time you were here?" she asks.
"Last summer," I say. "Stay down here before I call you," I say and stalk off to the master bedroom. I remove all pictures of my grandparents and family because that would be awkward. I go inside the closet and see the scented candles in the corner. I put them all throughout the room, I change the sheets and get a new comforter and wait for the scent in the room to change before going to get Alison. I see her walking throughout the living room looking at photos and smiling. "Come here," I say and she walks over to kiss me. After a minute we break apart and I pull her upstairs. I walk behind her to cover her eyes and lead her inside the room.
"Can I look now?" she asks anxiously and I remove my hands from her eyes and I hear a gasp.
The room is relatively larger than most, the walls are white with black furniture. That's how I decided to decorate it since it's simple. The sheets are black as well as the comforter, there are white and orange candles letting off a vanilla cream and orange scent. She walks further into the room to inspect it.
"Em, it's beautiful," she says as she turns back to me.
"You deserve nothing but the best things in life," I say passionately as my thumb strokes her cheekbone. The tension in the room rises as I lean in to capture her in a kiss. Her arms come to wrap around my neck as my hands are placed on her waist dragging her closer. My hands start to get impatient and trace her curves with added pressure. I move us back towards the bed and pull back. "Are you sure?" I ask.
"Yes," she says and that word holds so much meaning that we're both pulled into a longing kiss. I nibble on her bottom lip and cause her mouth to open and before she has a chance to stop, my tongue is inside her mouth. I can taste the wine and the strawberries as our tongue battle for dominance. We pull apart and rest our heads against each other to catch our breath. I turn her around as I unzip her dress painfully slow. Once it opens I wrap my arms around her inside the dress and my skin is on fire when it comes into contact with hers. She moans and moves her head to her right and I capture her lips again for a bruising kiss. My hands travel up to her shoulders as I start to remove the dress. She's not wearing a bra as the dress drops to her feet and my fingers wrap around her breasts and gently massage them.
"Em," she whispers and steps out of the dress. I quickly step out of mine to reveal me in a matching black bra and panty set.
"Get on the bed on your stomach," I say and she crawls while looking behind her and that sparks something inside me that I try to push down. I reach her legs and kiss my way slowly up to her back. I drag my tongue up her spine and she quivers and I nip on her shoulder blades and she moans loudly. I flip her over so now she's facing me and her eyes are no longer dark due to the lighting. "Do you trust me?" I ask.
"Yes, with my life," she says.
"I want to try something," I say and I see a nervous flicker cross her eyes.
"What is it?" she asks and I whisper in her ear. I lean back to look in her eyes and I see the shock being replaced by a hunger and want. "Yes," she says and I smile before pecking her on the lips and going to the closet to get it. I put it on the nightstand and place my lips on her collarbone before kissing the depths of her breasts. I swirl my tongue over her nipple and she jerks while her hands find my head. She unclasps my bra and frees my breasts as I feel a cooling sensation pass them from the draft in the room. I continue to kiss my way down until I'm at the waistline of her panties. I pull them off slowly and spread her legs with one of mine. I put her left leg over my shoulder and blow against her most sensitive area and she jumps slightly. I drag my finger between her folds to separate them and find that she's already wet. I press my index finger against her clit softly and she throws her head back. I love watch her as she's in the throes of passion. I press harder as her hips jerk forward for more contact.
"Please Em," she says and I smile knowing what she wants.
"What do you want?" I ask.
"I want you…I want you," she says but can't finish.
"You want me to do what?" I tease.
"I want you inside me," she says now looking in my eyes. I drag my tongue to her clit and flick it a few times. "Please Em, no more teasing," she pleads. I place her other leg over my other shoulder and lift her hips slightly as I drag my tongue down to her entrance. I roll my tongue around it before finally plunging inside of her and I feel the heat radiating onto my cheeks causing my skin to turn red. I pull out slowly and enter in fast again.
"Oh God Em," she says as her hands find my hair and her hips start to buck into my face. I continue to set a rhythm with my tongue. "More," she says breathless and I oblige by taking out my tongue and replacing it with two fingers and her hips pull away at the intrusion. I left arm wraps around her hips pulling her closer and now it's impossible for her to move. My fingers fall into a pattern as her hips start to move against my hand. I know that I have to stretch her a bit more so I add a third finger. "Emily!" she yells at the feeling of being filled and I suck on her clit. It wasn't long before she came hard against my fingers. I love the feeling of her shaking against me and I try to look up but her hands have my head trapped against her, not allowing me to move. I continue to move my fingers as she rides out her orgasm and I feel her walls clenching slightly so I quicken my pace again. "Oh nooo!" she yells as she feels the coils in her stomach tighten again. Her hands release my hair and are now gripping the sheets tightly so I move upwards against her as our nipples graze each other and a shock runs through my body. I bite down on her neck before licking the spot behind her ear that makes her jump into me again. Her hips are moving fast and uncontrollably so I push my weight down on top of her against my hand to stop her from moving and it adds pressure and allows my fingers to go further inside of her. I feel her scratching at my back like she always does. I lick her ear lobe.
"I love you," I lower my voice and I feel the vibrations run throughout our bodies and she clenches down on my hand hard so my thumb strokes her clit. She rides out her second orgasm and it takes a minute for her to calm down. I continue to kiss and suck on her neck until it returns back to normal.
"That was amazing," she says out of breath and I smile cockily as I roll off of her.
"Are you sure?" I ask again.
"Yes," she says and I grab the box from the nightstand and take the strap-on out of the box. "Can I put it on you?" she asks nervously and I nod and smile to give her confidence. She grabs it from me and her eyes widen at the size. I stroke her cheek to reassure her. After it's on she lies back down and I lean my hands down before she stops me. "Wait".
"Is something wrong?" I ask.
"Shouldn't you wear a condom?" she asks.
"If you want," I say.
"Have you used it before?" she asks and I nod. "Then yes put one on," she says and I open the drawer and grab a condom out. I bring it back towards us and she takes it out of my hand. "I'll put it on," she says and reach opens the package before leaning down between us. Even though I've used this before, I'm still slightly nervous because it's Alison. I feel her move it up as my hands that are holding me up begin to shake.
"Are you okay?" she asks.
"Yeah," I respond and she brings her hands to rest on my back letting me know she's done. I lean forward to kiss her and our lips are both shaking due to nerves. My hands begin to trace the outline of her body to build confidence in what I'm doing. You can do this Em. You won't hurt her. She'll love it. You love her. I start to give myself a pep talk and pull away to look in her eyes for another confirmation.
"I'm ready Em," she says and my lips attach to her neck as my right hand travels down her body, squeezing her breast and circling her navel, separating her folds before finding her entrance. I lean back on my left hand as I take to phallus in my hand and place the tip at her entrance. I see her suck in a breath and her hands are on my shoulders.
"Wait," she says and a tear escapes her eye.
"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" I ask and she shakes her head.
"I lied to you," she says and my heart breaks.
"About what?" I ask hesitantly.
"I never actually had sex with Ian," she says and that was the last thing I was expecting to hear.
"Why lie?" I ask.
"Because I didn't want you to think I was inexperienced or a slut for my first time being with you in the pool. I wanted to be mature enough for you," she says and more tears escape her eyes. I move the strap on away from her entrance and put my weight down on top of her. I drag my hand to stroke her cheek.
"You could've told me the truth, I would never think you were a slut. All the times we were together have been the best I've ever had," I say. "Experience doesn't matter, it just matters who you're with," I say.
"I know, I just got nervous when you said you were with four people," she said and more tears started to cascade down her cheek and I wiped them away.
"Shh, don't cry," I say. "If you want we can do this another time," I say.
"I just wanted you to know the truth and I'm scared," she says.
"Scared of what?" I ask.
"Scared that it'll hurt," she says and it clicks. "Ohhh so you've never broken your…" I trail off and she shakes her head. "I promise to be gentle, I would never hurt you," I reassure her.
"Okay," she says.
"Okay?" I ask.
"Yeah, I want you to be my first," she smiles and I see a sparkle in them. So I lean down to capture her lips and taste the salt from her tears. It's slow at first to build up again. Thoughts of me being her first makes me happy and nervous at the same time. My lips trail to her neck and collarbone until her body arches into mine. "Do it," she encourages and I reach down between us to place the tip to her entrance for the second time that night. I look in her eyes again for another confirmation and she nods.
"Just relax," I whisper when I feel her tense in my arms and she nods but still doesn't relax. "It'll hurt if you don't relax," I say and lean down to capture a nipple in my mouth and her body reacts like it always does and she lets out a moan. This is my window of opportunity so I push my hips forward where I'm met with a resistance. I roll my tongue over her nipple as I feel the outside of her hymen and her nails dig into my back. I know this is going to hurt and I hate to cause her so much pain, but I continue forward and hear her gasp in pain. I look up to see her eyes are clenched and her nails dig further and I know I'm bleeding. "Breathe baby," I say to encourage her and she lets out a sigh which helps her walls to loosen a little to where I can enter her fully. Once I'm all the way in she wraps her arms around me tightly to tell me not to move as her body adjusts to the size.
"Are you okay?" I ask and she still breathing.
"Just give me a minute," she says and I nod. I start to kiss her neck and nip on her collarbone while my thumbs trace around her nipples. After a few minutes she moves slowly to let me know it's okay to move. I lift my weight off her and rest on my hands as I pull out and slowly enter. I see her flinch after I repeat the action a few times.
"It'll get better I promise. Just try to relax," I say again and she nods and lets out a deep breath. I reach down to place her clit between my index and thumb with squeeze it and she gives me the reaction I've been wanting. Her hips start to move against mine and I feel a layer of sweat form on my skin.
"Faster," she says and I lift her legs so they're bent at the knees and would give me better access. My body begins to move faster against hers as I'm pushing into her. "Oh God!" she gasps and I smile and she brings her hand to the back of my head and it leads me to rest in the crook of her neck. I still refuse to put my entire weight on her so I can move faster. I see the vein popping out of her neck as if she's forgetting to breath again.
"Breathe," I whisper in her air and I hear her suck in a deep breath. Our hips are moving in synch but the friction on my side doesn't allow for much pleasure so instead I focus on her. My left hand finds her breast and begins to play with it while I suck on her pulse point.
"Oh Emily! Harder," she says and I don't want to hurt her so I shake my head.
"I can't," I say.
"Yes you can, you can do it," she encourages and I lose all sense of myself as I plunge into her harder than ever. It feels like I'm reaching the depths of her I'm so deep. "Again baby," she says and I repeat the action. "Right there Em! Keep doing it please…. I'm so close," she chants and her words motivate me. Her pleasure is more important than anything as her nails continue to scrape my back. Moans start to escape my mouth at the sounds of my clashing against her. The vibrations of our moans echoes throughout the room and our bodies, the scent of the candles and our lovemaking fill my nose, the heat from her skin sets my body on fire.
"Come for me," I whisper as I lick her earlobe. Our speed is faster than ever and I look down to see what I'm doing. I don't know why but it's the best feeling to see what I'm doing to her. Her hands cup my face and force me to look at her and her eyes are close. "Open your eyes," I say because I want to see her and it takes everything in her to open them and I see they're now cobalt grey.
"Fuck!" she yells because our staring is intensifying the tension.
"Say my name," I say.
"What?" she asks confused.
"Say my name," I repeat.
"Emily," she whispers.
"Louder," I say.
"Emily," she says a little louder.
"I want to hear you scream my name," I say and hit a wall of resistance that causes her to jerk.
"Emily!" she yells.
"No one can hear you, I want to feel the house shake," I smirk.
"OH GOD EMILY!" she yells loud enough as I put in three final thrusts that has the headboard slamming into the wall and feel the strap-on freeze inside her. Her body arches and I wrap my left arm around her to hold her close to me and her eyes roll back as she shakes violently. I continue to place kisses at the beginning of her breasts and nip at her collarbone as she comes down from her high. Once I feel her starting to calm down I place her back on the bed and try to move out of her but both her arms and her walls won't allow me to move.
"Wait! Just stay like this," she says and I'm full on sweating and my hands shake before I allow my full weight to rest on top of her. My head rests on her breasts and I can hear her rapid heartbeat.
"Keep breathing," I say and it takes her two more minutes before it slows down to a normal rate and her body temperature begins to cool. She moans when I pull out of her and roll beside her.
"That was amazing Em," she says and I begin to take off the harness.
"Are you okay?" I ask and start to look her over and she nods her head. I reach down to her entrance and pull my hand back to see blood and she looks scared at the sight. "It's normal," I say and get up to go to the bathroom. I wash my hands and ring out a warm washcloth for her. I lie back on the bed and start to help her clean up. I carry her to the couch and place her on there before removing the sheets and replacing them with new ones.
"I'm sorry," she says and I see her cheeks are now red.
"There's nothing to be sorry for, it happens with all of us," I reassure her.
"Are you sure?" she asks.
"Of course, I just didn't want to hurt you," I say and go back inside the closet to get another set of black sheets to place on the bed. Once the bed is made again I carry her back to her side and climb in behind her so I could be the big spoon.
"You didn't hurt me," she says.
"Good, I'm glad I was your first," I say.
"Me too, I couldn't imagine anyone else," she says and we both smile before drifting off to sleep.