Just as he promised, Christopher played with the kids for a while and then it was time for the funeral. They climbed into the car. There were two limos, for Uncle Ray, his kids, and his grandkids. They headed to the white church; named that because it was built of wood timbers and whitewashed. The red church was brick and they did things a bit differently; like speaking in tongues. The white church was where they had their family plot. He'd have to visit his brother Walt's grave after Aunt Lonnie's funeral. His older brother had died in a car accident at the age of eighteen. Everything was shit back then; losing Walt, moving to Covington where people made him feel like a freak, and not having his best friend Debbie.His mom was stoic during the funeral service. He held her hand but she didn't allow one tear to fall from her glistening eyes. He wanted to tell her that it was alright to cry and that he knew that she'd always had to be strong. But instead he just squeezed her hands gentl

Saturday seemed to take forever to come. Ashleigh always dressed very upscale for work and so this time chose to dress casually for her date. Date. She beamed. What was it about Christopher that made her feel so happy? Well for starters she felt very attracted to him. He was so gentle and soft spoken and yet there was something powerful about him. She felt safe with him. She somehow knew that he would always have her back. But in regards to the attraction; she'd never met anyone so perfectly put together. She slipped on jeans that hugged her butt. Next was a polo shirt and she liked the way it made her look like she had a waistline…wait, she DID have a waistline now! Ashleigh giggled and checked her hair and makeup, and then she hurried to Christopher's house.She knew the area that he lived in but used her GPS to find his house. She pulled into the driveway of a single story ranch style house. It was well maintained; the lawn was completely weed-free and perfectly green. His shrubs

He stopped the smile that was about to spread across his face and his brow gathered. "And your ex? What about him? Because a week ago you said you still loved him…and if you do, I get that-""But he came over the other day." Christopher's jaw clenched tensely. Already he felt protective of her. "I thought about it, about getting back with him. But when he touched me I finally realized that I was just in love with…the memory of loving him. I don't feel anything for him anymore; not love, not even anger." Ashleigh frowned slightly. "I never told you this because…it would make me seem really stupid. But my ex married another woman while we were dating." She looked down at her hands feeling her face flame. She felt Christopher's fingers beneath her chin and he made her look at him."Why would that make me think less of you? He was the fool."She met his eyes sincerely. "I was the fool. I thought that because I was fat, that I couldn't ever have the man of my dreams. And I let him cheat

Ashleigh woke up several hours later to the feel of Christopher's hard pipe nestling against the crack of her ass. She paused, listening for the regular sound of his breathing. He was asleep. She sighed and pushed back against him, innocently, hearing him grunt lightly and come awake. His arms instantly tightened around her and she felt his lips lightly kiss the back of her neck.Ashleigh beamed. He kissed her even when he thought she was asleep. That was her true definition of love.In the morning, Christopher slipped into her from behind, his lips locked onto her neck and shoulder while his fingers plucked and stroked her nipples. It was slow and sensual and when he came inside of her for the second time he thought about how wonderful it would be to wake up like this every single day.They showered, doing nothing more than washing, kissing and touching. Ashleigh indicated she had to go home as she was overdue for her insulin. He hated to see her leave at the same time that he want

It was just after nine o'clock when they reached her home. She gave him a look, and ran her hand along his massive thigh as he parked. He returned the look and it was filled with yearning. They walked hand in hand to the apartment, moving fairly quickly and as soon as the door was opened Ashleigh pulled him inside, pushed her body against his and slid her hand down into his pants, rubbing it up and down against his fully erect penis.He grunted in surprised approval and then gripped her by the shoulders and kissed her urgently. He walked her to the couch; the expensive, white couch, and pushed her back until he was covering her, grinding his hard cock against her.With a loud cry of need, Ashleigh began pulling at his clothes and hers. Not wanting to take the time to remove them all together, Christopher pushed her dress up and her panties down while Ashleigh tugged at the zipper of his pants until she had them just down over the round of his ass. Christopher rubbed her breast throug