I awoke slowly from a pleasant dream. Erik's hands were caressing my body intimately and causing the most delicious reactions. I opened my eyes and slowly realized where I was. It wasn't a dream. I was really here in Erik's bed! And his hands were oh so real!
"Well good morning to you too," I said kissing him. Erik chuckled. "Is this how you're always going to wake me up? Because if that's the case I'm going to be sleeping a lot more."
We both laughed. The hardness of Erik's maleness pressed into my thigh.
"Well you're certainly awake," I said silkily.
"Yes," he replied, "awake and hungry for you."
He rolled me onto my back and dove between my legs, arousing me with his lips and tongue and fingers. I gasped in surprise and then began to moan with pleasure. Erik covered my body with his and entered me quickly. I felt as though I had soared to the uppermost regions of Heaven each time I climaxed. Our coupling was long and passionate. Afterwards I lay in his arms.
"I love you Erik," I said softly.
"I love you too Carolyn," he replied.
"It's amazing," I mused, snuggling close to him, "yesterday at this time I had thought that I had lost you forever--even as a friend, and now we're here together and it's so perfect!"
"I promise you that it will always be this way my love," Erik said kissing me tenderly.
Eventually Erik and I got out of bed. I think I surprised him with my cooking skills, although he didn't say anything to that affect. He hungrily devoured two plates of food. Over breakfast we talked about last night's performance.
"So you were there?" I asked. I wasn't really surprised to know that, but it pleased me to know that Erik had been there for me even though he had been angry.
"I wouldn't have missed it for the world," he said, "you were wonderful."
Our conversation moved on to other topics. It was amazing how Erik and I could sit and talk for so long. He was never condescending towards me, but always treated me normally. That was one of the many things I loved about him. I told him as much.
"Of course I treat you normally my love," he said matter-of-factly, "you are normal. There is nothing wrong with you besides your blindness."
"I wish everyone thought that way," I said, "some people make me so angry! When I am at the market, venders of course first see that I am blind, and then that I am American, so they speak French to me very loudly and very slowly as though I'm stupid. Then I amaze them by speaking French practically more correctly and fluently than they do."
"It's amazing how well you speak the language," Erik said. We generally conducted our conversations in English so that Erik's skills could improve. I hadn't told him this yet, but I dreamed of some day returning to America. I loved living in France, but America was my home and I missed it.
"I have some errands to run," Erik said after the dishes had been put away, "I'll be back in an hour or so." He kissed me passionately before leaving.
I wandered through the house. I eventually ended up back in Erik's room. I hadn't really explored anything in there except the bed. I bumped into something that felt like a bench, and reached down to find out that that was exactly what it was. I sat down and reached forward. My hands encountered the keys of an organ. After further exploration, I found out that it was a huge pipe organ. I found stacks of sheet music on top but left them where they were. I played a few chords on the organ. That was as far as my skills went. Even with my minimal skills the sound was magnificent.
Erik returned a little while later. "Why didn't you tell me that you had a pipe organ?" I asked.
"I wanted you to find it yourself," he said kissing me.
"Did you miss me?" I asked.
"Oh terribly!" Erik said forlornly, "so terribly that I couldn't wait to come home to seduce you!"
"You don't have to seduce me," I said as Erik unbuttoned my dress.
"I know," he said silkily, "but please let me."
In no time we lay naked on the sofa in the drawing room. Erik fanned light kisses over my face and neck. His hands found my breasts and eventually moved further down my body to where I was already moist. His fingers caressed me so erotically that I squirmed out of his grasp and positioned myself over him. I lowered myself onto him slowly. He groaned with pleasure as my tight wet flesh surrounded him.
I rode him hard, rising and falling with him and experiencing a pleasure that obliterated all thought.
Afterwards we lay by the fire and talked.
"It's really not all about the lovemaking Carolyn," he said, "but the lovemaking is just so incredible!"
"I know," I said.
We fell asleep for a while. When we woke, Erik said, "Get ready. We're going out."
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"You'll see when we get there." He said. I hurried to my room to get ready.
An hour later I immerged from my room freshly bathed and wearing a pale blue dress.
"You look beautiful ma ange," Erik said as we rowed across the lake. After leaving through a hidden exit to the Opera, we walked to a restaurant and had a leisurely lunch before I had to be back to prepare for that night's performance. I noticed how the waiters regarded Erik and I, a blind girl and a masked man. We must have made an odd looking pair to some, but I didn't care what others thought. Just to be there with Erik and to freely show that I loved him made me so happy!
The performance went very well that night, but I didn't have any time to talk to Christine before the show because there was a problem with one of her costumes. By the time it was fixed it was almost time to go on. After the show Raoul whisked her away before I could get near her.
Later that night Erik and I walked together in the moonlight. It felt so natural for Erik to lead me.
"The stars are so beautiful Carolyn," he said as the cool night breeze ran through my hair.
"This night has been so perfect," I said, "it couldn't possibly get any better."
Erik turned me towards him suddenly. "This night has been wonderful," he said, sounding nervous, which was unlike him. "It would be utterly perfect," he said after a brief pause, "if you would due me the honor of becoming my wife."
My jaw dropped. No words would come out.
"I know this is very sudden," Erik said, "and I know that living with me won't ever be easy, but please Carolyn, will you marry me?"
"Yes," I said in a choked whisper. Erik drew me close and we kissed.
"You have made me the happiest man alive! He said joyfully.
"Not nearly as happy as you have made me," I said through tears of utter bliss. This was all so wonderful and had happened so fast!
We began to walk back towards the Opera, talking about the future and what it might hold. I was going to have a lot to tell Christine the next day!
