Erotic Rain: Part 4
~Matt~"How could I have been so stupid?" Mimi was nearly in tears again as she surveyed the damage that was done to her kitchen.
"Mimi, it was a mistake. Everything will be fine." I assured her for about the billionth time.
"Matt, this is our new house! This is the first time that my parents leave me alone while they go overseas and I set the kitchen on fire!" she cried.
"I'm sorry. I'm a bit to blame for this myself." I pointed out.
"It's not your fault Matt. I should have paid more attention to the food. We had a whole weekend to do what we did. I don't regret it in the least, but it could have waited until after we ate." Mimi and I had been intimate for the first time that night. We were so "involved" that we both forgot about the pizzas that she had stuck into the oven. When we noticed the black ring of smoke pouring out from the window, we rushed inside to see the stove set ablaze. We both panicked. I had darted across the tiled floor, water from our wet clothes was dripping everywhere and grabbed the fire extinguisher. Unfortunately, I'm not too skilled with that particular device and now, not just the stove, but the whole kitchen was soaked and covered in white foam.
"At least the fire's out. It could have been a lot worse." I told her.
"I guess you're right..." she sighed.
"Of course I am!" I exclaimed, hoping to lighten the mood a bit- no luck.
"What now?" she asked, sounding desperate.
"Well, we should go and get changed again and then we can start cleaning up." I suggested.
"Okay, I'll got and get your clothes out of the drier." Mimi replied and then disappeared to the basement.
~Mimi~
We changed quickly and then got down to work. I started mopping the floor, while Matt concentrated on wiping down the counter tops. The stove itself was self cleaning. The fire hadn't done all that much damage, so it worked good enough to get rid of the burnt mess that was inside.
"Wax on, wax off" Matt was working to clothes at once and having a great time doing so. Something about him inspired me I guess, because I soon found myself dancing across the floor with a gorgeous hunk, Mr. Mop'n'Glow.
Time passed by quickly as I danced and before I knew it, the kitchen was at it's best. Well, as best as it could be after being through a fire at least.
"Whoa, all that cleaning made me hungry." Matt informed me.
"Yeah, cleansing does make you hungry, doesn't it." I joked. Matt smiled. I had a feeling that the word "cleansing" would mean a lot more to us now.
"What do you feel like eating?" he asked.
"You're going to kill me..." I told him.
"Pizza?" he sighed. I was right. He did look like he was going to kill me.
"I'm sorry, but I have a craving." I justified.
"Okay, but we're definitely ordering out this time." Matt told me.
"Definitely!" I agreed. I grabbed the phonebook off of the top of the fridge and dialed the delivery number.
~Matt~
"What do we do while we wait?" I asked when Mimi hung up the phone.
"Well, I guess we could watch TV in the den." she suggested.
"Okay." I agreed, but as it turned out, we didn't end up paying much attention to the television set.
"This is much better than TV" Mimi said, between kisses.
"I don't know. Baywatch is a pretty good show..." I joked.
"Matt!" Mimi slapped me in response.
"What did I do?" I whined
"What's so great about half naked girls, with big breasts running down the beach in slow motion?" she asked.
"Need you say more?" I asked, then shielded myself from the assault as Mimi slapped me repeatedly.
"How could you even say things like that right after you've seen the real thing. I was completely naked and mine are real!" she snapped.
"Yeah, but you were missing the beach and the slow motion." I pointed out. Mimi rolled her eyes.
"Oh, I see."
"Of course, you're much better at turning me on." I said, trying to make amends.
"Really?" she asked.
"Have I had sex with a Baywatch Babe?" I asked.
"No, but you've never had the chance." Mimi replied.
"That's besides the point! Trust me, you're all I want." I said as I pulled her close. It's too bad that we were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.
"Oh man!" Mimi whined. "I'll get it." she said reluctantly, as she rolled off of the couch.
~Mimi~
Night set in very quickly and quietly after that. Matt and I ate our dinner and then settled back in front of the television with a big bowl of popcorn and a classic movie. Nothing could've ruined this evening and nothing did. It wasn't until the next morning that Matt and I awoke to the sight of my parents standing over us.
"Mom, Dad!" I shrieked.
"Mimi..."
"Mr. and Mrs. Tachikawa!" Matt exclaimed.
"Yamato..."
"What are the two of you doing home?" I asked, jumping off of the sofa.
"We took the red eye to get home sooner. We didn't want you to be by yourself all weekend, but I guess we shouldn't have worried." Mom replied.
"How about you? What were you two doing?" dad asked, his voice noticeably suppressing rage.
"I was uh... Just leaving!" Matt stammered, grabbing his sweater and hopping off of the couch and rushing out the door.
"Matt wait!" I called, but it was too late.
"Forget about him Mimi. We have to talk." Mom told me. She lead me upstairs to my room and we sat on my bed.
"Mom... I"
"Do you know how disappointed we are in you? We come home to find you and Matt together on our couch! Do you know what a mother thinks? Do I have any reason to think Mimi?" she asked.
"Think what mom?" I decided to play innocent.
"Did you and Matt have sex?" she asked bluntly.
"Sex? Of course not!" I lied. "We were watching movies and I guess we fell asleep. It was totally innocent." I should have told the truth, but I knew that my mom would flip out on me. What she didn't know couldn't hurt her.
"Thank God!" she sighed.
"I'm glad it's such a relief." I said sarcastically.
"I'm sorry Mimi, but you're only 17. It's way too young to be having sex!" mom continued.
"You have nothing to worry about." I assured her. Mom nodded and left me alone. It wasn't until a few days later that I realized that she may not have had anything to worry about at that point, but I did.
~Matt~
I hadn't seen or talked to Mimi for the rest of the weekend. Her parents scared the shit out of me and I didn't want to risk calling her house. Instead, I decided to wait until this morning to find her, but she was the one who ended up finding me.
"Hey Meems." I said softly as I leaned forward to kiss her. I was expecting her to lean in willingly, but she pulled back instead.
"We need to talk!" she said, pulling me in to the next available empty classroom.
"What's wrong? Did your parents lay in to you big time?" I asked
"No." whispered.
"Good!" I sighed with relief.
"Don't be too happy about it yet Matt." she told me.
"Why not? We're safe aren't we?" I asked.
"Not quite.... I'm pregnant!"
END OF CHAPTER 4
~MPF