Part 9: A TOUCH OF REALITY
Out of breath and not quite wanting to stop him, Elana whimpered "Sean?"
All Sean could hear as he wrestled with his zipper while continuing his exploring kisses were soft sounds of music as he was about to reach his goal of captivating her soft chocolate mounds in his mouth and fusing his hardened manhood in the moist aperture between her soft silky brown thighs.
"Sean, stop...please"
'OH NO!!! Not that word.' He heard it, the dreaded 's' word and knew that today was not going to be the day he and Elana shared their bodies together.
"Sean, please honey, please stop." Elana knew that if he continued and succeeded with his zipper, she would not have the willpower to ask him again.
"Ok, babe..." taking deep breaths and abandoning the struggle with his zipper, "...I'm stopping." He continued to plant soft warm kisses on her chest but moved upward toward her lips instead of continuing downward. He quickly claimed her lips like a drunkard reaching for that last drop of sweet liquor that would surely place him in a state of oblivion.
Elana couldn't take it any more without just ripping her clothes off and offering up her young body for Sean to do what ever he pleased, but she gathered her senses about her and strengthened her resolve. "Sean I think we should stop completely." Her words trailed off as he continued to claim her lips hoping that she would relent and allow him to finish what they had started, but she wouldn't give up.
Finally, he slowly pulled away from her, rebuckled his belt and assisted her in sitting up and straightening her clothes.
"Whew, what was that all about?" Sean gasped rubbing both hands over his face and through his hair. He held his hands threaded through his hairline while he tilted his head back, closed his eyes and tried to cool the burning embers in his body. He had imagined being with Elana, but never realized the effect it would have on his celibate body and he doubted if he would be able to contain himself from now on whenever they were together.
"Are you ok?" Elana asked, while trying to mask the overwhelming effect this encounter had on her. The throbbing in her womb was subsiding, slowly calming down the fury that had threatened to force her to give in to temptation. Sean was the only young man she had ever kissed and now he was the only one she had allowed to awaken these feelings in her. She felt the moisture between her upper thighs and doubted that she and Sean could be alone again like this without bringing closure to what had just happened.
"I'm not sure yet. Give me a minute." Sean breathed out as he continued taking deep breaths to calm himself.
Trying to lighten the mood Elana jokingly asked "Guess, you thought you were gonna get some before you went back to school, huh?" Elana asked, laughing.
Sean put his head down and looked out at the skylight, then he turned his head facing her and put his arm around her shoulder. "No, that's not it at all. It's just that I never thought you'd be so soft and sensual. Now I have another reason to call you lollypop. Whew, I don't know if I can go through too many of those scenarios with you Elana without going all the way. I'm just glad you stopped me because I definitely don't want our first time together to be in the front seat of my car, but it almost was."
Elana moved closer to Sean and rested against his chest. "Yeah, you're right. Maybe we should try not to be so secluded from now on."
"That sounds like a good idea. We'll have to remember that when you come to Cambridge this year. Speaking of which have you made all of your arrangements?"
On hearing him mention Cambridge, Elana lifted herself erect, put her hands in her lap and looked out at the skyline, dreading what she had to tell him.
"What's on your mind?
"It's about my dad..."
"Has he forgotten about me or did he set you up with a body guard in Cambridge to keep us away from each other?" Sean chuckled as he said this, but Elana did not showed any signs of amusement.
"No, he hasn't forgotten Sean. In fact he's sending me to Spellman, instead of Cambridge."
Sean was shocked and suddenly all the hope and anticipation that had kept him above board for these past 8 months faded into the darkness. "WHAT!!! HOW CAN HE DO THAT? DIDN'T YOU GET ACCEPTED AT HARVARD?"
"Yes, I was accepted, but he wants me to attend a black college for my undergraduate, and then he said I can go to Harvard for my graduate degree. He's donated a lot of money to this school, and thinks I need to be amongst my own people more and you know, I've been thinking that maybe he's right Sean. I mean I've been around a majority of white people all my life and..."
Sean interrupted looking straight at her and asking, "Elana, why does it matter what people you are around. You know you're black, so why do you need to be around others to prove that to yourself?"
"I do not need to prove to anyone that I'm black. I would be attending Spellman because I'll be able to give back to my community. I know I have a chance of graduating with honors and that will mean a lot of publicity for the school if they can use my father's name to solicit donations that will help them to give more scholarships to blacks who have the brains, but not the money to attend. Going to Spellman will give me a chance say I contributed and that I remembered where I came from."
Sean was irritated and couldn't understand why she had to be around 'her people' as she put it. "You know where you came from, Elana, Greenwich, Connecticut, 348 South Hampton Street, on the upper east side, in a 6 bedroom home with a swimming pool and a guesthouse. That's your community, so why are you referring to a college as your community, saying you don't want to forget where you came from?"
"I don't mean my literal neighborhood, Sean, I mean that of my forefathers, my heritage. I intend to get the best education I can get, start my own company and not have to rely on any man to think any less of me than they do any other woman. I want to be a part in making it better for those that come after me. I have to say this Sean because that is where I came from. I know my heritage. Do you know yours?"
"No, I'm not as familiar with mine as you are with yours, but what about what we have Elana. Isn't what we have important to you?"
"Yes Sean, it is, but I really don't have a choice. If I want to get this education, my father has to pay for it, so he's deemed it best for me to do it this way."
"He said he'd do everything he could to keep us apart and it seems that he's succeeding."
Trying to change the subject Elana sought what Sean had told his parents. "Did you ever tell your parents about us?"
"Yeah, this morning I told my dad and my grandfather found out too."
"So, how did they react?"
"You don't want to know."
"Please tell me, I would like to know."
Sean looked at her and reluctantly reiterated what had happened that morning between him and his father. Elana was saddened that their relationship had caused him to fall back on his grades and felt somewhat responsible. She admonished him to try and concentrate on his studies so that he would not give his family additional reason to resent their relationship. She realized that neither of their families would accept them together and that any notion of them publicly being a couple was out of the questions for all of the reasons that had been expounded that night. They both accepted their immediate fate to not be reunited in September, but began to talk about meeting each other at the library when they came home for school breaks. It was getting late and they figured that Elana should be getting home.
Sean drove slowly and silently back to the library parking lot where he let her out, planted a gentle kiss on her lips and watched her get into her car and drive away. They knew that they would not get to see each other again until the summer because Sean had promised his father that he would spend the remainder of his days in New York at the company headquarters to help out and begin to learn the ropes of the business.
Out of breath and not quite wanting to stop him, Elana whimpered "Sean?"
All Sean could hear as he wrestled with his zipper while continuing his exploring kisses were soft sounds of music as he was about to reach his goal of captivating her soft chocolate mounds in his mouth and fusing his hardened manhood in the moist aperture between her soft silky brown thighs.
"Sean, stop...please"
'OH NO!!! Not that word.' He heard it, the dreaded 's' word and knew that today was not going to be the day he and Elana shared their bodies together.
"Sean, please honey, please stop." Elana knew that if he continued and succeeded with his zipper, she would not have the willpower to ask him again.
"Ok, babe..." taking deep breaths and abandoning the struggle with his zipper, "...I'm stopping." He continued to plant soft warm kisses on her chest but moved upward toward her lips instead of continuing downward. He quickly claimed her lips like a drunkard reaching for that last drop of sweet liquor that would surely place him in a state of oblivion.
Elana couldn't take it any more without just ripping her clothes off and offering up her young body for Sean to do what ever he pleased, but she gathered her senses about her and strengthened her resolve. "Sean I think we should stop completely." Her words trailed off as he continued to claim her lips hoping that she would relent and allow him to finish what they had started, but she wouldn't give up.
Finally, he slowly pulled away from her, rebuckled his belt and assisted her in sitting up and straightening her clothes.
"Whew, what was that all about?" Sean gasped rubbing both hands over his face and through his hair. He held his hands threaded through his hairline while he tilted his head back, closed his eyes and tried to cool the burning embers in his body. He had imagined being with Elana, but never realized the effect it would have on his celibate body and he doubted if he would be able to contain himself from now on whenever they were together.
"Are you ok?" Elana asked, while trying to mask the overwhelming effect this encounter had on her. The throbbing in her womb was subsiding, slowly calming down the fury that had threatened to force her to give in to temptation. Sean was the only young man she had ever kissed and now he was the only one she had allowed to awaken these feelings in her. She felt the moisture between her upper thighs and doubted that she and Sean could be alone again like this without bringing closure to what had just happened.
"I'm not sure yet. Give me a minute." Sean breathed out as he continued taking deep breaths to calm himself.
Trying to lighten the mood Elana jokingly asked "Guess, you thought you were gonna get some before you went back to school, huh?" Elana asked, laughing.
Sean put his head down and looked out at the skylight, then he turned his head facing her and put his arm around her shoulder. "No, that's not it at all. It's just that I never thought you'd be so soft and sensual. Now I have another reason to call you lollypop. Whew, I don't know if I can go through too many of those scenarios with you Elana without going all the way. I'm just glad you stopped me because I definitely don't want our first time together to be in the front seat of my car, but it almost was."
Elana moved closer to Sean and rested against his chest. "Yeah, you're right. Maybe we should try not to be so secluded from now on."
"That sounds like a good idea. We'll have to remember that when you come to Cambridge this year. Speaking of which have you made all of your arrangements?"
On hearing him mention Cambridge, Elana lifted herself erect, put her hands in her lap and looked out at the skyline, dreading what she had to tell him.
"What's on your mind?
"It's about my dad..."
"Has he forgotten about me or did he set you up with a body guard in Cambridge to keep us away from each other?" Sean chuckled as he said this, but Elana did not showed any signs of amusement.
"No, he hasn't forgotten Sean. In fact he's sending me to Spellman, instead of Cambridge."
Sean was shocked and suddenly all the hope and anticipation that had kept him above board for these past 8 months faded into the darkness. "WHAT!!! HOW CAN HE DO THAT? DIDN'T YOU GET ACCEPTED AT HARVARD?"
"Yes, I was accepted, but he wants me to attend a black college for my undergraduate, and then he said I can go to Harvard for my graduate degree. He's donated a lot of money to this school, and thinks I need to be amongst my own people more and you know, I've been thinking that maybe he's right Sean. I mean I've been around a majority of white people all my life and..."
Sean interrupted looking straight at her and asking, "Elana, why does it matter what people you are around. You know you're black, so why do you need to be around others to prove that to yourself?"
"I do not need to prove to anyone that I'm black. I would be attending Spellman because I'll be able to give back to my community. I know I have a chance of graduating with honors and that will mean a lot of publicity for the school if they can use my father's name to solicit donations that will help them to give more scholarships to blacks who have the brains, but not the money to attend. Going to Spellman will give me a chance say I contributed and that I remembered where I came from."
Sean was irritated and couldn't understand why she had to be around 'her people' as she put it. "You know where you came from, Elana, Greenwich, Connecticut, 348 South Hampton Street, on the upper east side, in a 6 bedroom home with a swimming pool and a guesthouse. That's your community, so why are you referring to a college as your community, saying you don't want to forget where you came from?"
"I don't mean my literal neighborhood, Sean, I mean that of my forefathers, my heritage. I intend to get the best education I can get, start my own company and not have to rely on any man to think any less of me than they do any other woman. I want to be a part in making it better for those that come after me. I have to say this Sean because that is where I came from. I know my heritage. Do you know yours?"
"No, I'm not as familiar with mine as you are with yours, but what about what we have Elana. Isn't what we have important to you?"
"Yes Sean, it is, but I really don't have a choice. If I want to get this education, my father has to pay for it, so he's deemed it best for me to do it this way."
"He said he'd do everything he could to keep us apart and it seems that he's succeeding."
Trying to change the subject Elana sought what Sean had told his parents. "Did you ever tell your parents about us?"
"Yeah, this morning I told my dad and my grandfather found out too."
"So, how did they react?"
"You don't want to know."
"Please tell me, I would like to know."
Sean looked at her and reluctantly reiterated what had happened that morning between him and his father. Elana was saddened that their relationship had caused him to fall back on his grades and felt somewhat responsible. She admonished him to try and concentrate on his studies so that he would not give his family additional reason to resent their relationship. She realized that neither of their families would accept them together and that any notion of them publicly being a couple was out of the questions for all of the reasons that had been expounded that night. They both accepted their immediate fate to not be reunited in September, but began to talk about meeting each other at the library when they came home for school breaks. It was getting late and they figured that Elana should be getting home.
Sean drove slowly and silently back to the library parking lot where he let her out, planted a gentle kiss on her lips and watched her get into her car and drive away. They knew that they would not get to see each other again until the summer because Sean had promised his father that he would spend the remainder of his days in New York at the company headquarters to help out and begin to learn the ropes of the business.