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Chapter 3

The next morning I was awoken by the sunlight coming through the window into my eyes.

I opened my eyes, and that was when I remembered where I was and what had happened to get me here. I rolled over and sure enough there was John still beside me, sleeping. He looked so cute and I smiled as I lay there watching him sleep, listening to his breathing.

A short time later John stirred beside me. He opened one eye, and then the other, and smiled when he found me next to him.

"Good Morning." I said.

"Hi!" he whispered with a yawn.

"Did you sleep well?" I asked him

"Yeah…like a baby." He said kissing me on the cheek.

I got out of bed, and went to the kitchen to start breakfast. John excused himself politely saying he wanted to go and take a shower.

I made coffee, and got out all the things I would need for making pancakes.

John came into the kitchen just as I was adding some fresh blueberries to the batter. He looked really handsome, dressed in a pair of black jeans and a green camouflage T shirt.

"Mmmm, pancakes." He said, pouring himself a cup of coffee.

John sat down at the table, sipping his coffee.

"So, what would you like to do today?" he asked me.

"I don't know, I was thinking maybe we could just stay in, and spend the day together. Under the circumstances, I think it's a great idea…what do you think?"

"I think I like the way you think." He joked.

After we finished breakfast, John and I went into the living room to snuggle and watch a movie.

We decided on something a little scary… John liked scary movies, and so did I…we decided on The Ring…and I have to admit it felt nice cuddling up to him.

During the movie, John started kissing my neck. It felt nice, and it was more than a little distracting.

"Hey!" I whispered "We're supposed to be watching the movie!"

"I've seen this one a few times….I'd rather be kissing you!" he said planting a long sloppy wet kiss on my lips.

It didn't take long until we'd forgotten the movie and were making out like a couple of teenagers. John's kisses were definitely sweeter than Hershey's Kisses.

"Oh Alex!" he moaned, "You're so beautiful."

Suddenly he got up and scooped me up in his arms, carrying me towards my bedroom.

When we got to the room, John carefully placed me on my bed. He climbed in with me and we continued what we had started on the sofa.

John playfully started undoing the buttons on my blouse. He kissed me long and slow in between buttons.

When he had my blouse off, he reached around me and unhooked my bra, slipping it off.

"Damn girl! When did those come in? I remember you being flat as a board when we were kids." He joked.

"We moved away from West Newbury when I was 13, those came in at 14." I joked back.

John cupped my left breast in his hand and lowered his head to gently lick and suck on my nipple.

I moaned.

"I can hardly believe this is happening." I sighed.

"Well believe it girl. I love you, and I always will." He said and went back to what he was doing.

John and I spent the rest of the day in bed together, making love, and talking, and finally around dinner time, we stopped and he told me he was hungry.

"So am I." I said.

We ordered in from a great Japanese Restaurant I knew. John had mentioned to me before that he liked Sushi.

While we were waiting for dinner, John excused himself to take a shower and freshen up.

"Nice butt!" I joked as he got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

Once dinner arrived, It was my turn to go and freshen up. I showered quickly, and then tried to decide what to wear to dinner, I figured my bathrobe would be just as good as anything because I likely wouldn't be wearing it very long.

That was when I thought of something perfect, it was a red satin Kimono style robe I had bought at a lingerie store.

I put on the robe, and pulled my hair back in a tight bun. I added just minimal makeup, and dabbed on a little perfume, and I was ready.

I headed for the kitchen, and I was surprised by what I found when I got there.

John had set the table. Complete with candles and he had turned on the stereo and was playing Shania Twain, one of my favourites…I thought this was very sweet, and I smiled as I entered the room.

John looked up when I came in and he whistled softly when he saw how I was dressed.

"Damn Alex! How am I gonna be able to eat with you looking like that?"

John turned out the kitchen light and lit the candles.

He was looking quite handsome himself, wearing only his black silk boxers at the table…He was making me work up an appetite for more than just the food.

John poured us each a glass of wine, and he toasted with me.

"To us." We said together.