Marcel

movie, confessions, and kissing

"scary, romantic comedy, or a chick flick?" he asked, browsing through his huge movie shelf.

"hmm.... how bout a romantic comedy?" i said, sitting down on one of the couches in the huge room.

"okay.. The Proposal, What Happens in Vegas, or Just Go With It?"

"I'm thinking The Proposal." I responded.

"Excellent choice, Madame." He spoke in a posh voice that made me laugh a little.

He put the movie in and came to sit by me.  Towards the middle of the movie, I laid my head down in his lap and looked at his glowing face.

"What?" Marcel asked with a laugh.

"I was just thinking.. who knew that in just a couple days, we would be where we are at right now? Like, just a couple days ago I thought you were just some nerd that I felt obligated to go on one date with... but now I just, I don't know. It's different." I said, looking away from his face. "You know, I never expected us to have anything between. I just wanted to help you come out of your shell so I took you to that club, I had no idea it would bring us here."

He ran his fingers through my hair as I spoke, and said, "I'm glad you took me to that club. Without that, we wouldn't have this." He bent down and kissed me on the nose.

"This all has gone so fast, but I'm glad it has gone the way it is. I don't care about what people say about you; it wont matter to me because I know the real you now, and I like the real you.. a lot more than I thought I ever would, actually." I spoke softly.

He turned my chin with his long pointer finger and said, "And I like you more than I already did to begin with."

With that I grabbed his neck and pulled it down to me, connecting both our mouths at once. He grabbed my sides to bring me upright, so we could be level. I straddled him and wrapped my arms around his fit torso. his hands were on my very lower waist, if you know what I mean.

I don't know what it was, but it was like our mouths fit together like missing puzzle pieces.

He moved with mine perfectly in sync, our tongues intertwining, instantly getting heated. I moved my hands under his shirt, feeling his flexed abs, which was a complete turn on. He put his hands in my back pockets, getting a little mischievous, but staying at a respectful distance.

His mouth left mine and trailed down my jaw line, to my neck. It was hard to contain a moan, that is until he hit my sweet spot on my lower neck, I couldn't hold it in any longer. He chuckled at me and i hit his arm playfully, then grabbing his face and bringing it back up to mine.

"How do you know how to do all of this?" I whispered against his lips.

he smiled and replied, " I guess there's more you need to learn about me, yeah?"

He moved forward, connecting us once more. He tugged on the hem of my shirt, and I parted from his lips so I could whip off the black shirt. I threw it on the ground and leaned forward to Marcel's ear and whispered, "If I take one off, you take one off."

He quickly raised the tank over his head and threw it next to mine, then grabbed my waist and pulled me right back in again. We continued with this game until we heard a slam of the front door. We both looked at each other, and lunged towards the clothes on the floor, hurrying them on.

"I thought your parents were out for the day?" I whispered.

"That's what they told me!"

I slipped on my shorts and shirt, and quickly stood up.

"Marcel, are you home?!" A woman I'm guessing his mother yelled.

"Yeah ma, just watching a movie!" He yelled back.

"where do I go?!" I exclaimed, picking up my shoes from the floor.

"uhmmm.... there! go in that closet area!" he said, pointing to the closet across the room. I ran around all the couches and chairs until i reached the closet, swung open the door and jumped in just before his mother entered the room.

"Have you been here all by yourself, Marcie? And what are you wearing?" I tried to hard to contain my laugh at his mother calling him 'Marcie.'

"Uh.. i went shopping for some clothes..? I'm watching a movie." he said nervously.

"Okay.. well make sure to clean up this room before you leave.. there are pillows everywhere!" She exclaimed before she left the room.

Marcel jogged over to the closet where I was and opened it.

"Well that totally destroyed everything." He said laughing, a little embarrassed I could tell.

"Oh its okay, I still like you Marcie."  I laughed hysterically at his face when I said that.

"ha ha ha, very funny." He said with a small embarrassed smile.

I grabbed his waist and brought it closer to me, "Oh come on, I thought it was cute." I said while I leaned up and kissed him on the cheek.

"Now how are we supposed to get out of here with your parents down stairs?" I questioned him while sitting down in one of the chairs, slipping my shoes on. "

Well we can take my car. We parked yours on the other side of the house anyway, and the garage is on the opposite side from their bedroom, so they'll never know." i nodded my head and grabbed Marcel's extended hand, an we both walked out the door. he peaked around the edge of the corner to see if anyone was there.

"Coast is clear." we quietly ran down the hallway and down the steps, then ran towards the garage door, where he opened it and revealed a row of beautiful cars.

"wow.." i said in complete awe.

"Come on, my car is the Audi." he said, leading me to the silver Audi 8 a couple cars down. I climbed in the passengers seat while Marcel started the ignition.