I found my voice in time to say hi as she came to the door.
She smiled and came outside, closing the door behind her.
She took her glasses off and tucked them away in a pocket, stepped from the small entrance and gazed at me with a look I could feel bore.
I went to her, unsure of what to say and it bothered me like a bur.
She told me it was good to see me, that I had been on her mind all day.
I told her she was beautiful and took her hands, giving them a squeeze and raising them to my lips to kiss.
She slid an arm around me and we walked, talking of ourselves and the things we want, and the things that always seem to be in our way.
We walked down to the near by beach, not touching, but not ever too far from one another, the waves came and receded over the sands with a low hiss.
I picked up a piece of old wood, flipping it in my hands, when she snatched it from the air and made to run.
I grabbed her hips and pulled her back, but my grip slipped and we both ended up in the wet sand.
She laughed and gave me a kiss, which I gladly returned, then pushed me back till she had me laid out flat, then asked me if I wanted to have fun.
My face burned and she laughed, a sharp, yet pleasant sound that seemed to reach across the water then race back to land.
I knew then, with a certainty I had before lacked, that she was mine and I was her's, and I was glad for that.
She laid draped across me, and it was all I could do to keep my mind from focusing on her ample breasts pressing against me.
"Lucrecia..." I whispered softly, giving her a loving pat.
She looked at me curiously, then asked me what I mean, before getting up and walking to a fallen tree.
I smiled at her and told her of my impression of her pale skin, and the way she had offered her hand for me to take.
She laughed and I took her into my arms, whispering to her of the beauty I saw in her eyes, in the way her mouth was always on the verge of smiling, and I called her my Lady, my love.
She sighed and touched my face with a shaking hand, I kissed her full, pale lips, and she pressed herself against me, I started to run my hands over her body, but quickly stopped, but she only took my hands and placed them on her buttocks, whispering that she won't break.
I could feel her heart racing as her hands roamed my body, ending at my crotch, she cupped me there, then pulled her hansd away to remove her glove.
I gasped in shock as she slid a hand down my pants and found me, I nearly shook with agony at the anticipatory pleasure.
I kissed her again as she took me in her hand and caressed me gently, my legs beginning to tremble at the searing sensation.
She moaned as I climaxed, almost falling into her, then I went in search of her treasure.
She made a strange half moan/half crying sound as I touched her, her slick lips even more than I had expected, I rubbed her and moaned as she made my fingers wet, to me it was like a starving man on his last ration.
She clutched my back as my fingers caressed her, her breath coming in hard, sharp gasps.
It wasn't long before she rose on her toes, her breath catching as her body trembled, then shook, a sharp cry escaping her parted lips.
We looked around in embarrassment as we remembered where we were, yet we need not have worried, for we were alone with only the tree's branches faint rasps.
She encircled my waist with an arm as we walked back, my heart prancing and doing flips.
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Lucrecia's Legacy
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