His Dream Woman

Chapter 6: Dreaming of Her

At nine o'clock in the evening, Senator John Hoffman cleared his throat, he chuckled at what Andrew Connor said to him and stood up, a smile on his face.

"What a splendid feast."

"We have to take our leave now."

"Dinner was superb and I must confess I haven't had dinner this great for a very long time."

He smiled sadly, as he remembered his dead wife.

"It can never be the same without her."

John mused as he walked to his hostess and gave her a warm smile before he hugged him, it was brief, and he let her know he enjoyed dinner.

"Can't hold you in my arms for long before Andrew break my two legs."

The senator teased her before he pulled away from his hostess and walked towards his childhood friend. Everyone in the room burst into laughter at the funny, offended look on the face of Andrew Connor.

"You haven't change John."

"I assure you, I won't only break your legs, I will do you a great favor and break your two hands for touching my wife."

Andrew Connor chuckled, his laughter rang out loud as he studied his friend's face. Looking mischievous, John feigned fear, while he clutched his chest in pain.

"You just hurt my feelings, Andrew Connor."

"How do you want me to survive without legs and hands?"

Everyone burst into laughter, and they all enjoyed the bickering between the two men.

"Dad, that's enough."

"It's late, can we go, please?"

Kathleen Hoffman softly jerked his dad to get his attention.

"I'd be right after you dear."

Turning to his host, Senator John Hoffman grinned at him.

"All right old boy, I give up."

He embraced his friend and waved to everyone before he walked out of the dining room with his daughter. "Come on, I will give you a ride home since they have already delivered your car to your house."

"Alright dad" Kathleen turned and looked at Bill as if she remembered something.

"Your cologne smell familiar." She hesitated briefly and just stared at him. Hope swell in his heart and Bill's face brightened with a smile, widely spread all over his face. He stood, eyes poked out expectantly for her to recognize him but finally she broke the stare, smiled, and turned to look around the room.

"Nice meeting you all."

Afterward, Kathleen Hoffman took Derrick's hand smiled sweetly, and walked out of the house and out of his life.

Bill's smile faded away with the last hope he had that she would recognize him and their passionate kiss in the car. He stared blankly into space as the senator stepped outside the house, followed by Andrew Connor, who was oblivion to his son's distress as he chatted away with his best friend.

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"Why didn't I stay longer to get to know you?"

"Why did I even covered my face with the hoodie, for goodness’ sake?"

Bill whispered to himself, hurt with the event of the day before he turned towards Ken and Ricky, he wished them goodnight and retreated upstairs to his room.

The housekeeper engrossed Victoria in a conversation in the kitchen so Bill left without saying his goodnight to his mother because he was sad and didn't want anyone to notice his mood.

He felt empty inside and needed to escape to the comfort of his room. Bill felt shattered, and lonely, and he felt rejected. All the excitement of the day gone, even the thrills and pleasure he experienced in the rain earlier had dissipated leaving him empty and sad.

The expression left on his face was one of torment as he climbed the staircase and headed to his room in distress.

"How could a moment of happiness and tranquility turned to pain and unhappiness?"

Bill mused, sad as he entered his room and banged the door behind him in frustration. He strode into his room to stand beside his king-sized bed for a moment, dejected, before he sank on the edge of his king-size bed and held his head in his hands, while tears seeped down his cheek.

"Kathleen Hoffman is Derrick's girlfriend."

"Wow...!"

"Get it into your thick head."

Bill mused sadly, wiped the tears from his face, and stood up to change his clothes for the night before he climbed into bed and slept.

It was a disturbed night with an erotic dream of him and Kathleen Hoffman in passionate lovemaking. He was in the kitchen with Kathleen, talking and smiling at what she was telling him. There was urgency in her voice and she was telling him how much she wanted him. Bill held her tightly and slowly pushed her against the kitchen wall, they kissed and he couldn't get enough of her as the kiss intensified. Moving down, he pulled at her dress over her head to expose her beautiful breast. He pulled his mouth away from her mouth to stare at her exposed breast.

"You're so beautiful."

He told her, his voice hoarse with desire as he took one breast in his mouth, he fondled with the other breast while he sucked her. Kathleen moaned loud, her head thrown back as she moaned. Desire swept over him and he couldn't control the intense passion inside of him. When his hand went lower to pull her dress up, he pulled her silky pants aside and caressed her inner thigh.

"I love you, Kathleen."

Bill whispered in her ear as he pulled her silky pants sideways to caresses her c**t. Loud moans erupted from her mouth as she jerked her hips forward to take more of his hand. Unable to control the desire inside him, Bill pushed his fingers inside her and made her moan louder. He fingered her, thrusting his finger in and out of her, slowly at first before he picked up the pace and began thrusting faster.

He made love to her like that for a while before he drew his fingers out of her, pulled her dress off her sexy body, and left her naked.

"Fuck...!"

"You're so f*****g beautiful!"

Bill carried her up after he unzipped his slack, he pushed his trousers down his legs, and instantly his erection stood proud and sprouted up waiting and expecting.

"Are you ready, my princess?"

He held her tightly in his arm and she immediately wrapped her two legs around his hips to give him access to her molds, Bill guided her moist and wet cunt on his erection, at the entrance, he paused. He waited a second before he thrust inside her, a loud moan immediately filled the room as Bill made love to her.

Thrusting deeper inside her, he held her to himself as if his life depended on the moment and desire course through their bodies as they made love. His pent-up and frustration seeped out of him with every stroke he made as he thrust in and out of her.

"You're so wet and sweet."

Suddenly, he felt both their walls crumbled, as their release build-up, Bill moved away from the kitchen wall and placed her on the table, gently, he spreads her legs and rode on her. Wild and passionately, he made love to her until they were both spent, and their release came at the same time.

"Bill...!"

"Kathleen...!"

They both shouted out their names at the same time and held to each other. Kathleen moaned and called Bill's name again.

"Bill!"

"Bill. Oh, Bill..."

He made love to her, enjoying every moment, giving, pleasing, and pleasuring her until he released, and slowed down after his release but didn't pull out of her, he needed to feel her more, even if it takes forever, he wanted to be inside her.

Then she moved, away from under him, but he pulled her back, telling her to stay with him. But she kept moving away until she disappeared into thin air.

"Kathleen!"

"Kathleen!"

"Kathleen!"

Bill shouted her name, called out to her until he jerked up from his sleep, Bill woke up in the middle of the night, his clothes drenched with his sweat. He rose on his bed, shocked to be on his own bed and there was no sight of Kathleen.

"Damn!"

"It's just a dream?"

The intense lovemaking in his dream shocked him, Bill looked down and noticed his erection, it stood proud and expectant, and he imagined if it was a dream or he created it in his mind.

"If it's a dream, I wish the dream never ends!"

He held his pillow to his chest and thought of his dream, Bill wanted more of her, and desire to have her for himself only, not as his lover but as his soul-mate.

He thought sadly as he pushed out of the bed and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, in the middle of the night.