"Ah, I don't even know. Waffles, pancakes, croissants... anything Kevin makes is delicious!" she affirmed, referring to the young chef who supervised the kitchen at the company cafeteria and came to Kath's house occasionally during the week to personally prepare her meals. In the beginning, Harry referred to him as Mr. Hummel, but after they started meeting frequently, the guy asked to be called by his first name.The couple quickly got dressed, and within minutes, they were outside the building. She was, of course, wearing the clothes from the previous night, and he opted for jeans, a black T-shirt, and Converse sneakers, planning to shower and adopt a formal work look only after breakfast, since Kath's house had clothing of all kinds."What kind of car is this?" he asked as he saw the brunette heading toward the white Maybach Landaulet parked near the building."It's my personal car. The other two belong to the company," she explained. "Do you want to drive?" She dangled the keys in
"Today, no, but the good news is that tomorrow is Friday, and I'm all yours for the entire weekend," he replied, already out of the car, his voice seductive as he slid his hands around her waist and kissed her. Neither of them cared that they were in the parking lot of the jewelry store chain she managed.They exchanged a few messages throughout the day, and a nearly half-hour phone call ended both of their nights. It was all very new for Kath and a kind of rediscovery for Harry, as he had only had one previous relationship. For him, though, it was easier because he knew all it took was spontaneity, and he was used to it, while she, on the contrary, was accustomed to having everything meticulously planned.It was a relief to know that at least they would be together the next evening. However, Harry didn't want to make any plans and simply arrived in the early evening, parking his own car in front of the building with bags in hand, which she discovered were filled with DVDs and Chinese
"So that's why you never let me visit you in that new apartment!" Samuel concluded, standing in the right place to throw the first dart towards the target, while Harry waited with darts in hand and took a sip of his beer. "You only made plans with me here at the pub or at your grandma's house, and it was because you were living with the company's president!" He remarked after throwing and retrieving his three darts, as it was now Harry's turn to throw."Yeah, that's right, man. I was living with her. I'm sorry for not telling you, but it was complicated." Harry sat at the table next to his cousin after scoring the necessary points to end the game, making way for other players."And now you're not living together anymore, is that it?" He asked to confirm if he understood correctly. "You're still together, but not living together.""Yeah, I moved back to my apartment." Harry confirmed. "We were together, but she didn't want to make it official, didn't want anyone to know, and that's why
"Did you like it?" She asked him, when they finished eating, hours later. He had eaten two generous plates of gnocchi with funghi sauce, after all. He had praised everything, especially her appearance, but eating it all and asking for seconds was an even greater compliment. Too bad it wasn't her cooking!"I loved it! It was delicious.""Harry?" She got his attention as he wiped his lips with a napkin."Hmm?""I lied to you. I didn't make this." She confessed, embarrassed. "I tried, but nothing turned out right! So, I ended up calling a restaurant." She added, frustrated."I figured, Kath." He chuckled at her. "Almost no one gets that sauce right on the first try... or the texture of gnocchi. And you're not used to cooking.""Yeah," she agreed, still wrinkling her nose. "But you cook so well, and I really wanted to do this for you. It's the first time I've tried to do something for someone, and... do I only know how to do things for myself?"
On that Saturday, they made love in the main room, in the TV room, and in the kitchen. Afterward, they watched the sunrise while sitting on the edge of the pool, with their legs partially immersed in the water, before Harry returned to his own apartment. On Sunday, she suggested that they leave the house and go watch a movie at the cinema, followed by a snack at a café nearby.The following weekend, at his suggestion, they visited a skating rink and, at her suggestion, they went to a place called the Helium Comedy Club to see stand-up comedians perform. She had already noticed how much he loved comedies and easily laughed at them. It was hard to believe that she had once thought he was overly serious. Appearances can really deceive us, and we should be careful with them!They settled into a normal couple routine, and soon, it was time to celebrate one month of official dating. Harry prepared a new surprise for the girl and took her to the Sugarhouse Casino, where they had a fun night,
Harry placed Kath on the bed, grateful for the accessible bedside lamp in the room, making life easier for someone who didn't know where things were in the room. He quickly removed his boxer shorts and lay down beside her, kissing her and squeezing one of her breasts as she scratched his back. He stopped kissing her only to gaze into her eyes, which were filled with desire, while making her nipple harden under his touch. She moaned, gasped, and rubbed herself against his leg, closing her eyes and digging her nails into him."Look at me, baby," he requested. "Keep looking at me... in my eyes! Delicious!" He said, grabbing her breast again and rubbing the nipple in the palm of his hand before sliding it down her abdomen to her intimacy, touching her while never taking his eyes off her. "I love teasing you, you know? Feeling you like this in my hand." He affirmed, aware of the double meaning of his words, after a while. "But not now, because right now I have no desire to wait to have you
The bathtub was indeed large, and they spent a good amount of time engaging in adult play inside it, as well as having a lengthy conversation and exchanging affectionate gestures. When they got out, and Harry wrapped himself in a towel while watching Kath put on a hot pink robe, it was already quite late, and both of them were yawning. She put on clean underwear and a nightgown taken from a large dresser, and he put back on the underwear he had thrown on the bedroom floor, saying he was going to the game room where the rest of their clothes were kept."Do you think I run the risk of running into the staff at this hour?" he asked while drying his hair."No, even if Cora is awake, she would only come to this part of the apartment if we called her.""Okay." He quickly went into the bathroom, returning without the towel. "You should come with me to get your clothes too, so I can get dressed there and head out.""Harry," she said, touching his arm. "I wish I could tell you to stay and slee
"But I thought that...""I didn't want to go there anymore?" She confirmed. "No, my love. As I told you, I never minded what we did behind closed doors. What bothered me was not having a real relationship. It was not being able to love you, to show you affection. I enjoyed the games, the tension. I miss it, and I know you do too. Don't you?" She asked, looking into her eyes."I do," she said, her breath quickening with anticipation."Would you have chosen to go there yesterday if you had won me over?""No... because I REALLY thought you didn't want to anymore. It's been so long.""I didn't say anything before because I thought it was better to be radical in the beginning, so you would step out of the dominatrix role. Now, I think you can take on that role and then leave the character behind when we lock the door again. Do you want to try?" She smiled broadly, and that was more than enough of an answer. So, they both put on their underwear and headed