Chapter 21

"I think we need to take some time and meet each others family."

"My mother and sisters will love you and the children," Victor told her.

"It took mom and dad a while to warm up to Buddy so don't be surprised if the same thing happens to you."

"What an ex-sheriff, ex-Marine, and spy isn't good enough for their daughter?"

"No, anyone without a pedigree and trust fund, isn't good enough for their daughter."

"So, they are not going to like me, is what you're saying."

"They will when they finally realize how much we love each other, but it might take sometime"

"I'm just glad that it didn't take you anymore time than it did to realize that you love me."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" her fists were back on her hips.

"I think it means you just said yes to me."

"How could I say yes when there's been no question asked of me?" she demanded.

Going to his knees in front of her and taking her hands, "Will you make me the happiest man in the world by marrying me, Harriett honey, and let me help you raise your children?"

Pulling him to his feet she wrapped her arms around his neck and just before she kissed him she said, "I'd be proud to be your wife, and the children already love you almost as much as I do."

Taking her into his arms he deepened the kiss as she pressed her body closer to his. His body reacting to having her in his arms, Victor knew that if he didn't get her out of there soon she wouldn't leave until morning.

Pulling back from the kiss, he said, "Harriett, I think you should go now."

With a hurt look on her face she asked, "Why?"

"Because if you don't I won't be able to stop myself from making love to you."

"And what about if I do this?" she asked as she stepped out of his arms and untied the strings of her wrap-around dress, letting it fall to the floor revealing that she wore nothing else, but her shoes.

Victor groaned and closed his eyes. He bent down and groped on the floor until he found her dress. He stood and held it out to her, "Please, Harriett, put this on."

Victor got no response nor was the dress taken out of his hand. When he wiggled the dress in mid-air, it still was not taken from him. Opening one eye he found that she wasn't standing where she had been and on the floor where she had been was one of her shoes, the other was at the door to his bedroom. With a nearly defeated sigh he walked slowly to his bedroom door, there lying on his bed was the nude form of the woman he loved.

Seeing him standing in the door way her left hand moved to her breast and she began thumbing her nipple as her right hand began moving slowly down her tummy to the valley of curls at the juncture of her thighs. Allowing her legs to fall apart he could see her wet curls as her middle finger slide between her folds and caressed her own clit. "Do you want to watch the first time so you know what pleases me, Vic?"

With eyes wide-open Victor replied hoarsely, "Oh, God yes."

Harriett was a bit surprised at his answer until her eyes fell below his waist and she realized by the tightening of his jeans he was enjoying the sight before him. Pleased that what had started out as a teasing game had turned into what she could only guess had to be a fantasy for him, Harriett locked her eyes with his and began to pleasure herself, for his enjoyment as well as hers. Plucking at her nipples until they stood hard and erect, she and Victor moaned together. In a voice barely above a whisper Harriett told him, "You might want to take off those jeans, before you'll be no good for later, stud."

Coughing and choking at her statement, he couldn't find the words to respond. Instead he unsnapped his jeans, slid the zipper down and dropped both his jeans and briefs at the same time. It was easy to step out of them because he never wore shoes at home. Quickly peeling of his T-shirt because he didn't want to miss a second of the sight in front of him, he finally stood naked in front of her.

To be continued….