After an awkward greeting on the sidewalk, Lucas led the way into the restaurant. The three of them took a seat, looking uncomfortably at one another; grateful when their server came to give them menus. Eventually, Lissa broke the silence.
"So Lucas, thanks for meeting with us today. Is it ok to call you Lucas?" she asked nervously. "Would you prefer Mr. Ozera?"
Lucas smiled nervously. "Mr. Ozera reminds me of my father. Lucas is fine, Lissa. And thanks for coming. Both of you. Um… where would you like to start?"
Lissa looked to Christian who was struggling, so she continued.
"Christian has some questions, but maybe you could start by telling us about you and Moira, and then a bit of what you've been doing since you left? Other than the odd piece of information mentioned here or there, Christian knows nothing at all of his mother. He also knows very little about your life after you left."
Lucas raised his eyebrows. "They never talked about Moira?"
"Not at all," Christian said, meeting his father's eyes for the first time. "I didn't even know what she looked like until I looked her up in the old St. Vlad's yearbooks in the library."
"Then you know your mother was beautiful," Lucas said with a small smile. "We'd known each other since kindergarten, but it wasn't until high school we started to date. We were young, idealistic and crazy about each other. She was the youngest of four girls, all of who had attended St. Vlad's, but she was much younger than her three sisters."
The attendant appeared and took their orders for three cokes, and Lucas waited until she'd gone to continue his tale.
"We were a month or two away from graduation when we discovered she was pregnant. Her family was very strict and religious, so we hid it as long as possible, but after graduation, she told her parents who were furious. We knew we were too young to be parents. Neither of us had any way to support ourselves, let alone a baby, so we'd planned to give you up for adoption. As soon as Mom found out, she was adamant that she and Dad would raise you. Mom was pregnant with Natasha at the time, and she said there was little difference between raising nine or raising ten."
The attendant was back with their drinks, and Lucas took a nervous gulp of his.
"The months before you were born were horrible. Moira was never allowed to leave her parent's house, and I was only permitted to visit her once a week on Sunday under strict supervision. She gave birth to you at the hospital in the middle of the night alone. No one was there to support her, and I didn't know you'd been born until the next morning. She was kept in hospital for a week, and I visited you both every day. They let me stay all day because I was her only visitor. When she was discharged, her parents picked her up and brought you and her to Mom and Dad's house. They all stayed for about an hour while Moira settled you into the nursery Mom had set up for you and Natasha.
"After they left, Moira stayed with her parents for only a few days before she was sent to stay with her eldest sister who was married and had moved to Canada. She called me before she left, saying her parents wanted her to start a new life there where no one knew she'd had a baby out of wedlock. We still cared about each other, but we both knew the odds were stacked against us. With Mom looking after you, and Moira gone, there wasn't much left for me to stay for, so I took off on a 'working holiday.' I hitchhiked from place to place, picking up odd jobs here and there. Ended up doing my mechanics apprenticeship in a small town in Colorado and then became a service mechanic at a Chevy dealership in Nevada. I stayed there for a few years and met Antoinette when her tranny blew up when she drove across for a girl's weekend with no transmission fluid…" he chuckled with a small smile.
"We tried the long distance thing for a few months, but it wasn't working. A guy from work wanted to open a dealership and needed a partner. We scoped out territories, ran the numbers and I ended up moving to be with Antoinette and opening a dealership with Steve there. Steve runs the sales side of things, and I head up service and maintenance. The first year was touch and go, but now we're doing well. In fact, we have three dealerships together now. Antoinette is four years younger than me, and a teacher. We were married four years ago, and we're now expecting our first. She knows about you. I told her from the start I had a boy who was being raised by my parents. She'd like to meet you, but thought it best we spend some tome together and get to know each other first."
Lucas sat back and grabbed his coke, draining it in a couple of gulps.
"You've not spoken with Moira since?" Christian asked.
"No. I could probably track her down if you wanted me to?"
Lissa raised her eyebrows at Christian who just shrugged. Dealing with one parent was enough for now.
"So tell me about you, Christian. I know I haven't been around, but it doesn't mean I haven't wondered… So many times over the years I've wanted to get in touch, but I just didn't have the guts. I know the circumstances aren't great, but I'm glad we're talking now."
The book was carelessly disregarded on one side of the bed as Rose eagerly shed her clothes.
"Eager are we, milaya?" Dimitri teased, neglecting to mention the bulge in his pants.
"Maybe," Rose replied blushing. "I love being with you, Comrade!"
They played, kissed and stripped one another, giving each other time to get excited. Rose was on top of him kissing playfully when she asked. "So how do we go about this?!"
The technique they'd decided to try wasn't the sort of arrangement one naturally found oneself in! Sneaking a peek at the diagram, Rose giggled.
"Maybe you should try getting into position?" she suggested.
Dimitri pulled away for an instant, also taking a look at the book.
"It says to maybe start out in another position and then move to this for an explosive finish…" he muttered looking at the book dubiously.
"An explosive finish? Well, that sounds kind of fun," Rose giggled, rolling onto her back and pulling Dimitri on top of her. He was looking a little uncertain and vulnerable, so she wanted to reassure him. The book was meant to be fun and enjoyable; she didn't want Dimitri feeling self-conscious or embarrassed. Rose was kissing his neck, slowly making her way towards his ear. "We don't have to try it if you don't want," she murmured.
"I'll give it a go," he confirmed, growling softly before gently pushing her legs apart to make room for him between them. Sinking his shaft into her wet warmth, Dimitri thought while the book might give them some interesting things to try, there was nothing wrong with a solid foundation in the basics, either!
Rose whimpered in happy appreciation as Dimitri rocked his way into her, taking his time for her to adjust before starting a satisfying pace between her thighs. She had one arm wrapped around his neck, the other hand on his lower back playing with his back as he labored between her thighs.
"Lift your hips," he growled, pausing for a second to pull a pillow under her ass.
"Oh! That's good!" Rose groaned in appreciation, the different angle doing wonders. His cock was hitting all her sweet spots.
Dimitri was making sexy grunts in her ear before he started talking, tell her how good it felt. How much he enjoyed fucking her. How sometimes in bed at night he'd close his eyes and imagine doing this to her over and over again.
It wasn't exactly dirty talk, but it was still a turn on. Hearing Dimitri so excited by being with her made her feel sexy and desirable.
"Babe, I'm getting close," Dimitri growled as his thrusts were getting harder and more frequent.
"Ok," she said, "Let's try this!"
Grumbling a little he pulled out of her, sitting on the edge of the motel bed, feet towards the pillows, and slowly leaning back until his shoulders were on the floor. His head resting on an arm he'd folded behind his head, he was half on the bed, half off. The position had his waist on the edge of the mattress, his wet cock standing proudly to attention.
"Hmm. So far so good," Rose said coyly, sitting beside Dimitri on the bed. She looked at the diagram again. She wasn't sure the best way to approach this. A woman on top position, The Waterfall basically involved her straddling Dimitri with her legs in front, leaning back and riding him right on the edge of the bed. With her weight on her heels and supporting herself with one hand, the explanation detailed how she'd have a hand free to stimulate herself if she desired.
Blushing now she saw how revealed she'd be in the position; Rose reminded herself this had been her idea – so she climbed on top of her man, checking she was supported before sinking onto Dimitri's still rock hard rod.
Starting slowly, Rose looked down to Dimitri taking in his carnal expression.
"Does that feel ok?" she asked nervously.
Dimitri's voice was gravelly, and his accent much thicker than normal, when he told her told her this was great.
"You look so sexy, Roza," he assured her, his eyes flashing with desire as he watched her ride him.
It took a bit of experimenting, but she quickly found the right angle to make it work for both of them. Moaning as she flexed up and down, Rose nipples were taut, and she could feel the coil within her tightening as she quickly approached an orgasm. Everything was tight. Deliciously so. As well as a tightening across the top of her ribcage, she could feel a tightness in her inner thighs, radiating up to her core. And with every rock, bounce, and thrust everything got inexorably tighter.
"You're so sexy," Dimitri groaned, seeing her biting her lips trying to muffle the loud moans she was making as her climax was almost upon her. The walls of the motel were brick, but there'd be no hiding what they were doing should anyone walk past the outside of their room. The view from where he lay was mindblowing. Rose's legs wide open to him, so he could see his cock as it slid in and out of her tight pussy, and her lush, full breasts as they bounced in counterpoint to her hips' motions.
"I'm so close!" Rose cried, unable to stop herself from following the book's suggestion and employing the hand she wasn't using to support herself to stimulate her clit. It only took a few rubs, and she was coming hard, rocking her hips frantically against Dimitri, her walls closing in on his manhood rhythmically as she shrieked her approval.
Feeling Rose cumming was all he'd been waiting for. Eyes rolling back into his head, Dimitri let himself go. Blood rushed to his head as his seed pulsed in glorious spurts from his cock. The tension from the angle of his hips, Roza's triumphant moans, the increased blood in his brain – it combined to give Dimitri the longest most powerful orgasm he'd ever experienced! Still cumming, he opened his lids to watch Rose as she rode out her release; gazing at him with libidinous eyes as she took every bit of pleasure he could give her.
She steadied herself on top of him, watching carefully as together they calmed.
"Fuck," Dimitri said softly, his lips forming an 'o' as he exhaled the breath he'd been holding. "Fuck," he repeated.
"Was that good?" Rose asked nervously. It had been great for her, but it took two to tango, and she was curious how it had been for him.
"Fuck, Roza!" was all he managed to get out, looking a little awed.
Seeing her lover at a loss for words caused Rose to start giggling. In fact, she was laughing so hard she climbed off him and lay on her side on the bed, still watching Dimitri's star-struck expression over the edge of the mattress. A smile tugging at the corners of his lips, Dimitri managed to get it together enough to wiggle his hips downwards on the bed. This caused his now semi-erect cock to waggle from side to side, which amused Rose even further.
Finally pulling himself up onto the bed, Dimitri drew Rose to him, burying his face in her bosom as she wrapped her arms and legs around him.
"So?" she asked expectantly now her mirth had subsided.
"I've never cum so hard, Roza," Dimitri admitted in an embarrassed whisper. "I think it was because I was leaning back, but it was amazing!" Rose smiled stroking his hair as he dropped tender loving kisses on her décolletage. "How was it for you?" he checked.
"It was good," she said with a big smile. "Really good."
"How many positions are there in that book?" Dimitri asked, suddenly curious.
"At least fifty, maybe more," Rose replied with a lilting laugh.
"Good," Dimitri said, satisfaction evident in his tone. "Forty-nine more to try!"
"I think that went well?" Lissa commented once she and Christian had farewelled Lucas and were back in the car.
"I guess so," Christian said reluctantly, still unsure how he felt about things.
The three of them had talked for hours, and while Lucas had been forthcoming about everything else, he didn't seem to have an answer for why he'd stayed away for so long. However, he did say he'd like to remain in touch and wanted to know how Christian felt about him coming to visit at the family house for a weekend with his wife to introduce her to his parents.
With a tentative agreement to meet up sometime again soon, Lucas had left it up to Christian to decide whether he'd like him to try and track down his mother. Moira's brother-in-law in Canada had been training to become an Orthodox priest, so Lucas was fairly confident he'd be able to locate him, and from there hopefully learn Moira's whereabouts.
"Do you want to hear from your mother?" Lissa asked cautiously, appreciating this was a hugely emotional question for her boyfriend.
"I don't know," he said dejectedly. "I need time to think about all this."
He was just pulling into the motel carpark when he remembered he'd promised to message Rose and see if she and Dimitri needed a lift. But it had been hours - he didn't think the two of them would have found much to do in the town, so were probably back at the motel.
"Can you check if they're back? I think I want to take a quick shower and relax," Christian explained, wanting a few minutes to himself to work out his twisted feelings.
Lissa nodded somberly, leaning across the center console to give Christian a sweet loving kiss.
Out of the car, Christian opened the door and switched on the lights before giving Lissa the key.
"I'll be back in a minute," she promised, closing the door to their room and shivering as she knocked at Rose and Dimitri's. There was no reply, and Lissa was starting to think perhaps they hadn't made it back when Rose answered the door, opening it just a crack.
"You made it back?" Lissa said smiling brightly, taking in Rose's 'just fucked' hairstyle.
"Yeah – how did it go?" Rose asked quietly.
"I'm not sure. Christian's really quiet," Lissa admitted. "I don't know what he's going to want to do tonight. Did you two have any plans?"
"About forty-nine of them," Rose said with a small smile, laughing at a perplexed Lissa. "Dimitri's asleep right now, but we thought we'd see what you two wanted to do. If you want to do your own thing, we'll probably order pizza and watch TV."
"Leave it with me," Lissa promised. "Christian's taking a shower, but I'll see if he wants company tonight or if he'd prefer to be alone. I'll text you by six," she promised.
"Whenever. We're not going anywhere," Rose said, shivering in the oversized Tshirt of Dimitri's she was wearing. It had gotten cold fast, and a night in with pizza sounded appealing.
"I'd better get back to Christian. Chat later," Lissa smiled, returning to the room she shared with her boyfriend.
After lying in bed next to Lissa for a while, Christian said he wouldn't mind getting together with Rose and Dimitri for some food, drinks and a movie. He'd thought about his family enough for one day – now he just wanted to hang out with friends. An hour later, Dimitri and Christian headed out in the car to purchase drinks, while the girls stayed in Rose and Dimitri's room and ordered pizza. The guys arrived back fifteen minutes later with a bag of goodies, both laughing.
"I'm never going shopping with you again, man," Dimitri laughed at a shamefaced Christian. "I can't believe you got me carded! I've never been carded before!"
"What happened?" Lissa asked.
"Christian decided to come into the shop with me. The guy behind the counter took one look at him and told me it was illegal for me to buy alcohol for my little friend."
"He said that?" Rose asked, her eyes lighting up with glee. 'Little friend' had all the hallmarks of a nickname that would last, and Christian seemed to realize it. He shook his head with a groan.
"So where'd you get that?" Lissa asked, pointing to the bag with beers and a couple of bottles of wine in it.
"I went to the 7/11," Dimitri explained. "Alone!"
He pulled out the wine and beers, passing a can to Christian before pulling out a bar of chocolate and tossing it across to Rose.
"That's why I love you, Comrade," she smirked, catching it midair and blowing him a kiss.
Lissa poured she and Rose a glass of wine each, and they were about to pile onto the bed and start picking a movie when there was a knock at the door.
Rose was the closest, so answered it.
"Oh goodie," she exclaimed, opening the door wide to reveal little Miss Pushy from breakfast and dinner the night before carrying a large red insulated pouch. "Pizza is here!"
