Laura’s Dream

And So It Was

As Aaron and Laura walked to his car, he couldn’t help but wish the night wouldn’t end. He turned to her and said wistfully “you know, I have a bottle of Amarone just sitting at home. I think this is the perfect night to open it. What do you think?”

Go to a man’s house after the first ‘date’. Hell that isn’t right! Laura thought. Oh but YOLO! She didn’t want to night to end either so she accepted the invitation even though she wasn’t really a fun of red wine.

His apartment was warm; not in terms of temperature but in the decor and color choices. It felt and looked like it belonged to someone who actually enjoyed being cozied up at home. “You have a lovely home” Laura remarked. “Oh why thank you. I enjoy quiet nights at home so I kinda put a lot into interior decor” Aaron replied. He had turn to close the door behind them and when he turned around he was suddenly standing so close that her boobs brushed his chest. She moved away from him and whispered a throaty “sorry”.

Aaron wished she hadn’t moved. On the ride back he could smell her. She had this sweet vanilla smell that made him want to lick her and with her standing so close he realised even her hair smelled..sweet.

Laura tucked her hair behind her ears and hugged herself. She felt chills all over her! Dang that was intense. She was so sure he felt the tension too. Aaron wasn’t so good at masking his feelings or thoughts. It was one of the things she’d noticed in the hours they had been talking in the bar. The way he beamed when talking about his family.

She wasn’t sure how she would be able to keep her hands off him but she had to, Laura thought.

She was still wishy-washy about working at Vertex. Things would be weird if she ends up working there; he might be her direct boss or supervisor. She needed to play it cool until she was sure.

“Oh you’re cold” Aaron said interrupting her thoughts. He ushered her into the living room and gave her a throw blanket after she sat down on the couch. He brought the wine glasses from the kitchen, sat down next to her and opened the bottle of wine. “I’m assuming because you didn’t ask for red wine at Pocket that you’re not a fan of reds?” he inquired

“Well not really. I do love a red wine sangria though, but if I do take wine as is, I prefer it white”

“I’ll remember that for next time” Next time. That was a smooth way of chipping in that he wanted this to happen again. “So have you ever visited home since moving to Fairmont?”

“Not yet but I plan to. My mum promised to spend Christmas here so I might drive back with her and spend New Year back home with my aunt and granny”

“And..your dad?”

“Errr I don’t know where that man is right now” Laura said with a laugh.

Aaron knew it might be a sensitive topic but he wanted to probe. He was interested in getting to know her, all of her. “How?” He asked

“My parents divorced when I was thirteen and when he retired from being my mum’s husband he also retired from being my dad so..that was the last time I saw him- the day he moved out. And no I don’t miss him. It’s been thirteen years. I get an occasional letter but I barely read them now. I’m not sure I’d recognise him if I saw him now”

Oh she did. She did miss him. Aaron thought. She was freaking thirteen when this asshole left. He felt like hugging her because he heard a brief sadness and longing in her voice. “I’m so sorry to hear that. Some men really shouldn’t be fathers”

Laura shrugged and went on to describe the perfect family she has with just her granny, aunt and mum living together. “It’s like four girl besties living together. Everyone goes on a date and comes home with either lovely or funny details! Listen my granny still goes on dates and she’s 81! She’s one hilarious little ond woman and I wouldn’t get to live with her if my dad hadn’t left”.

“Wow. That sounds so amazing. I would love to be a spider on the wall just listening in on your date stories”

They both laughed. But the tension didn’t ease. With every deeper story, they yearned for each other more. They talked about past relationships. They talked about fears and dreams.

They reached for their glasses of wine at the same time and their wrists rubbed against each other. Aaron was suddenly away of how close they were sitting. He thought of the fact that she could be one of the new graduate recruits at Vertex and how awkward it could be to work with someone you have been involved with. But what the hell, he thought.

Laura smiled about something silly he said; and in fact, he could no longer stop himself. He had been wanting to kiss her so bad all evening. And now, with Laura sitting close to him on his couch with her legs tugged underneath her, all he could do to stop himself from cupping her face in his palm and devouring her lips was by telling funny stories about his brother and sisters growing up to ease the palpable tension.

But he couldn’t hold himself off anymore. He leaned in slowly to her and whispered “you’re so beautiful”. When she didn’t push back or move away from him, he grabbed her lower lip with his and sucked a little. Laura moaned softly and moved closer into his embrace.

The tingling in the pit of her belly was something more than just butterflies in her belly. It was deeper and more sensuous than anything she’d ever felt. She ran her fingers through his hair, drawing in closer.

Aaron dug his fingers under her dress. He hoped she wouldn’t realise he was shaking, unsure if she approved. When she leaned in closer and tighter, he knew she did approve. He turned fully grabbing her hips and pulling them closer to him and she fell back on the couch. He took her dress of swiftly and wait for a second to take in the beauty on his couch.

Laura touched him. The heat was electric. She felt his chest and his whole body. She touched his hard warm shaft and couldn’t wait to have it buried in her.

The first thrust was sharp, deep. He was worried he hurt her and wanted to take it slower but he just couldn’t wait anymore. Each thrust was deeper than the last and Laura was tired of masking her desire all night. She groaned and moaned at the intense pleasure. She murmured things even she couldn’t make out.

As they were consumed by the fire the last thrust came deeper as they tclimaxed at the same time; screaming as he slipped out just in time.

He collapsed on too of her, bodies sweating and breathing heavily. They both wanted more and so it was.