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
His hands began to tremble again and he paused in his nipple sucking to take a deep breath. He glanced down, taking note of her light brown hands and the way it contrasted with his much paler stomach. He suddenly looked up and sought her lips. He would never tire of kissing this woman. He placed a gentle hand behind her head, holding her in place as he urgently kissed her.Her hand dipped lower, finding his hard shaft straining against the material of his briefs. She stroked his length, amazed at how long he was. How many inches had it taken for her fingers to finally reach the flair of his tip? Ten? More?Christopher's body jerked when he felt her fingers against his shaft, and his mouth parted as he panted and tried to catch his breath. Ashleigh continued to kiss his opened mouth even when he groaned softly at her touch. Her fingers stroked him repeatedly and his own hand moved between her legs, seeking the warm place where her thighs met.He lightly touched her nylon covered sex.
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
"Hey everyone." Christopher pulled her after him as he entered the kitchen where she could smell something good cooking. "This is Ashleigh; my girlfriend."You could have heard a pin drop. To Ashleigh it felt like forever but in actuality the quiet lasted just a second or two. A woman was moving forward. She could have been in her early fifties, maybe late forties. She had a huge smile on her face and looked enough like Chris that it left no doubt that it was his mother even though she was a little thing. She gave him a kiss and a hug."Hi mom."Mrs. Jameson turned to her next and gave her a hug too. "Now where did you come from?"Ashleigh wasn't sure how to answer that question because she wasn't exactly sure what it meant."Mom, Ashleigh comes from my job. She works in my building.""Well you sure are a pretty girl. Ashleigh, is it?""Yes, ma'am."Christopher introduced her to the other ladies in the room. There was a sister-in-law, an aunt, his sister Alma, and two cousins.
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
"Alright." He watched until she gathered her shower kit and went into the separate shower area. Then he unlocked the door and quickly left. He headed down the corridor knowing that he was going to catch hell from the guys for not immediately coming back. Christopher showered while listening to the guys ask him such questions such as if his sweep of the lady's lockers proved secure, and other comments less tasteful. He blushed and tried to figure out a way to control his desire for Ashleigh each morning. It would just be impossible to watch her exercise; the way her body moved, to hear the way she breathed, to smell the fresh sweat on her body and not to be completely pulled into that direction. They were definitely going to have to come up with some way to control themselves during work hours.The two made plans to meet at Ashleigh's house after work. She got off earlier than he did and decided she would showcase her talents in the cooking department by making him a home cooked meal
"We're going out to Bartini's after work," Lance announced. Ashleigh looked up from her computer where she was doing more daydreaming than work. "Kendra's going to Bartini's?" she frowned."I'm just going for the non-alcohol variation," she explained."Ah. Gotcha. So you're going to pay six bucks for half a glass of fruit juice.""Hmph," Kendra said. Her normally pretty face turned down into a scowl. "Ask Christopher to come then, since I know you can't do anything without him present."Ashleigh turned to look at her friend, surprised by her snippy tone. "I was just kidding. What's wrong with you? Baby hormones?" Kendra sighed. "It's just…you're so buried up under him anymore. Why do you have to get so wrapped up in a man, Ashleigh?" Ashleigh opened her mouth to say something but wasn't sure what there was to say. "I mean, I have Jeffery, Lance has Rick, and we still make time for our friends.""Is this because I skipped our weekly lunch?" She'd skipped it to have sex with Chris
Ashleigh preferred spending time at Christopher's house in the evenings because his home was just so much more comfortable. They had gotten into the habit of her sleeping over, and even though they couldn't drive in to work together since they had different quitting times, they could satisfy their morning 'desires' for each other and therefore create a more productive workout session in the gym, without overwhelming sexual tension...and without running the risk of becoming exhibitionists. Because she got off work earlier, she had time to go home and pack her bag for the next day. She had learned to leave a supply of insulin in Christopher's refrigerator so that they didn't have to end their lovemaking just for her to go home to medicate. As usual, he was at the door before she got a chance to ring the bell. He pulled her into his arms for a brief hug and kiss on the forehead. "Hi, sweetheart. Hope you're hungry because dinner's cooking.""Mmm. Good, I'm starving." He pulled her in