Flightless Birds

Stories unfold

We finish out the week acting as if everything between us is platonic. Saturday finally rolls around.
I wake up to two missed calls. Both from Tom. I call him back.
He answers immediately. " Good morning!" He sounds so happy, it kills me.
" Why are you up so early?" I ask, still half asleep.
" Look outside."
I walk over to my bedroom window and pull back the curtain. He is directly below my apartment with an old, red convertable 1970 VW Beetle." My heart starts doing somersaults. " HOW DID YOU KNOW?" I shout into the phone.
He laughs. " I asked around."
I almost drop my phone. " W- WHAT?! You didn't!" I continue shouting into the phone.
" Just come downstairs, will you?"
I hang up and begin getting ready. I quickly do my makeup and throw on some distressed skinny jeans, a black and white striped high water top, and black keds. I messily braid my hair then lock up and head downstairs.
" What is this?" I ask excitedly.
He comes over to the passenger door and holds it open for me. He then gives me a hug and kisses my forehead. "Our second date. I thought I'd make it less sexual and more romantic."
I plant a kiss on his lips. " Good choice." I slide into the beetle and let Tom close the door behind me.
He reaches into the backseat and grabs a bandana that has been folded over many times to where it is now a thick string. " You have to wear this." He covers my eyes with the bandana and pulls it tight. I hear him put the top back on the beetle. I guess he doesn't want anyone to recognize us.
We end up driving for what feels like and hour until the car finally comes to a stop.
I hear the gravel crush under his footprints as he comes to open the passenger door for me. He grabs my hand to help me out of the car, then places it on the small of my back and whispers into my ear, " Be prepared to have your mind blown." and removes the bandana.
It looks like we are at a vineyard/restaurant. There are cafe lights strung everywhere, there's a little koi pond with a waterfall infront of the restaurant which is made mostly of cobblestone which gives it that lovely little English feel.
" This is so beautiful!" I exclaim. " Where are we?"
He gives me he ever so wonderful smirk. " That is confidential."
I jokingly punch him in the arm. " Jerk."
He wraps his arms around my waist and nestles his face into my neck. " Come on now. The fun has only begun."
I roll my eyes at his unintended rhyme and follow him into the restaurant. A very handsome host shows us to our private dining room which overlooks the lake that is behind the restaurant. We have all the cheesy yet so cute fixings. Candles, rose petals, two glasses of white wine, and A FREAKING BOUQUET OF PEONIES. HOW DID HE KNOW.
I pick up the bouquet and breathe in it's scent. I'm almost to the point of having sex with him on the table right now. I quickly repress this thought before it has the chance of actually happening. "What did I do to deserve all of this?"
He flashes me one of his million dollar smiles. " Well, you're a fantastic assistant and," He comes closer and whispers into my ear, " You're a hell of a lover."
I giggIe like a little school girl. I'm almost disgusted but I don't care eough. After all, that's quite a complement. "Once isn't enough to know how I truly am." I say slyly.
He descreetly grabs my ass then begins kissing my neck. " You keep pulling me in." He breathes into my ear.
I turn around and slowly kiss him. Lips, neck, collarbone. " Save your energy for later, stud." I kiss him on the cheek then make my way to the private restroom. My heart is pounding and my head is swirling. He's actually getting to me. I laugh away this thought, but as soon as I do, he comes booming into the bathroom. He gently pushes me up against the wall and begins lifting up my shirt. He begins kissing my collarbone, each breast, stomache. I quickly stop him. As much as I would love him to continue, this is not what this date is about.
I tug at his curly hair. He moans. " Tom," I say sternly. " Bathrooms can not contiue to be a trend for us."
He resurfaces and pulls my shirt down. He gives me a pouty face. He awkwardly points down at his crotch. He clearly has a hard on. There is no way to hide it. " I kind of need to get rid of this." He says even more awkwardly.
I can't help but laugh. " Unzip." I say.
He does as I say. I quickly add in, " I don't give head." before he gets too excited. " I knew a girl who got staph in her throat and I just refuse."
He nods. " That's okay. I just really need to get rid of this."
I pull his penis out and begin massaging. I tug a little to tease him. He grips the bathroom counter and his whole body stiffens. I hold back my laugh. I continue ejaculating him, until he finally comes. I wash my hands and leave the restroom. He follows closely behind. We sit back down and order dinner. Everything is so fancy that I really have no idea what to order.
" I can't decide. What do you suggest?" I ask him as he continues to look over the menu.
He looks up at my puzzled face and grins.
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She is so cute when she's overwhelmed. That's probably awful to say, but I just want to kiss her and hold her close.
I look over the menu once more and help her decide. " The stuffed grilled chicken is quite good."
She shrugs her shoulders. " Sounds good. I guess I'll try it."
The waitor finally comes by and takes our orders. I also ask for a bottle of wine.
The wine comes first. We finish the bottle before our meals arrive. We're both on the verge of being tipsy. I ask for another bottle. It comes out with our meal.
We talk and sober up on our meal. It turns out that she's from Texas and moved to New York to pursue her career. She recently turned 25 and is the youngest of five children. And probably the most beautiful as well. Although there is quite a good age difference between us, it has no affect on how I feel about her. She's also not very close to her family, which I find odd. I've always been close with my family, but I suppose it can't be the same for everyone. We continue talking but I still have heard nothing about the mysterious Luca.
She takes a pause. I see my opportunity and take it. " Who is the Luca fellow Steve had talked about?"
She looks up, her eyes are wide. She swallows her wine and lets out a little cough. " Where is this coming from?"
" I want to know. Who was he, what did he mean to you, the basics."
She lets out a long sigh. " He was my fiance. We were together all throughout college. We moved to New York together. My career took off and his, not so much. He became jealous of my job and began drinking. I quickly came to find out that he was abusive when he was drunk. One day I just came home from work and I walked in the door and he attacked me. He pinned me to the ground and proceeded to rape me. This continued for about a month until my fear completely left me and I stood up for myself. That of course had a consequence." She turns her wrist over, revealing a thick, healed scar. " I used all my energy to try to protect myself. He grabbed a knife  and slit my wrist." She turns her head to the right. There is a scar that goes from the the left side of her neck to almost the middle. " The cops arrived before he could finish. My neighbors heard me screaming and called the police. I don't remember much, I keep it tucked away to where I've nearly forgotten but I remember the anger in his eyes as he began slicing my neck. He was so enraged that I didn't even know who he was. It's been two years since this has happened and it was a true struggle to get over him. Everyone thought it should have been easy, I mean he was crazy afterall, but I spent four years loving him. He was my first love. He was the first person I made love to. I invested time into him that I will never get back and these scars are all I have left to remember of him."
I feel tears roll down my face. " I'm so sorry for bringing him up. I'm sorry that happened to you. No one should have to go through torture like that."
She faintly smiles. " It's my past. It doesn't shape who I am. It was just something I unfortunately had to endure and although I did not make it out triumphantly, I made it out and I'm living a better life than ever."
I reach across the table and grab her hand. "You truly are amazing. I've never met someone so interesting as well as beautiful. I could listen to you talk for hours."
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He's finally done it. He's made me break down. I get up and go over to his side of the table. He stands up and looks at me with a puzzled expression on his face. I grab his hand and lead him out onto the deck outside. The moon is now shining onto the water. I run my hands through his hair and gently kiss him on the lips. I slowly back away, making him want more. He places a finger under my chin and pulls me back in for more.
I hesitantly pull away. "I'm beginning to get tired."
He catches on. " There are rooms upstairs. I forgot to mention that this is also a bed and breakfast.
I laugh. " Of course you forgot."
He pays for our ticket and orders a room. He leads me into the bedroom and closes the door behind. I sit on the bed. He towers over me. I slide back to the end of the bed. I kick my shoes off and wait for him to come to me.He slowly crawls towards me. He lifts up my shirt and unbuttons my jeans, slowly taking them off and kissing each thigh, and leg. He comes back up and hovers over me. I unbutton his shirt and pants. He takes them off then proceeds by kissing my neck. I pull off my lace underwear and throws it to the ground. He then slides into me. I let out a faint moan. He slowly goes back and forth, in and out. He continues to kiss my neck. I can't help but claw at his back. He feels so great inside me. I don't ever want it to end. He starts thrusting harder. I let out a loud moan. He looks at me and gives a sly smile. He thrusts even harder and faster. I'm about to climax. He reaches down and begins rubbing my clitoris in a circular motion. I don't hold back. My moans come short and fast. I arch my back and let out a loud moan.
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I continue moving in and out of her. I watch her arch her back and enjoy the pleasure. I pull out and let her get on top. She hasn't even climaxed yet, so she is still full of energy, and craving more. She slides on top of me and begins moving back and forth. The motion tugs at me in a wonderful way. I grab her hips and let out a moan. She begins moving faster to make herself moan. She gently gets off and on in a quick motion. She lays on my chest and moves her hips from side to side. That finally did it. We both let out loud moans. I feel myself ejaculate inside her. She doesn't bother to get off and continues to lay there. I pull out of her and let her lay on top of me. Her heart is beating so fast. We're both sweaty and sticky. She sits up, her bare chest in front of me. I sit up on my elbows and begin kissing each breast. She grabs my hair and holds me close. I continue up to her neck and kiss her scar. She pulls away and looks down at me. She pushes me back down and begins kissing me. Lips, neck, chest, stomache. Penis? She begins massaging the proceeds to give oral. For never having given oral, she does a fantastic job. After I come, she resurfaces and crashes down beside to me.
" Thank you for tonight." She says out of breath.
" Thank you as well." I say. I close my eyes and let the night consume me.