Standard disclaimer: This story contains adult language and explicit sexual situations and is NOT intended for minors. If you are a minor or offended by material of a sexual nature, do not continue reading.
Copywrite 1998 by Carisa and Rick
Comments to Rick
"Oh No!" Carisa sighed disgustedly as the bottom of the grocery bag broke just as she walked through the apartment door. Canned goods went rolling across the hardwood living room floor. Cleo and Schnapps, the cats, seemed to think that she did it merely for their entertainment value, that perhaps it was a designated play time, so they complied by merrily chasing the rolling objects.
"You two are a HUGE help!" Carisa said sarcastically as she kicked off her heels and got on her hands and knees trying to gather up the spilt contents of the sack. As she picked up the tub of butter, she thought how only a of couple weeks ago she was doing this very same thing, but with a spilt carton of ice cream. A smile crossed her face. Yes that was the night that she meant the man of her dreams, Rick, and had the best sex she had ever had in her whole life! Carisa made a dreamy audible "sigh." She was so happy, happier than she ever imagined, and two weeks later, she and Rick were practically inseparable.
She crawled over to the couch to get the tomato that managed to escape her grasp, and as she looked up from the floor, she came eye level with a note and the most beautiful bouquet of daises and carnations that she had ever seen. Setting down her handful of captured produce, she sat back on the floor and leaned against the couch with the note in hand. Opening it, it read, "Carisa, If my thoughts of you were flowers, I could walk in my garden forever. I love you, Rick."
Her eyes filled with tears of joy, then she spoke out loud as though making an announcement to the world, "Oh Rick, how did I ever get so lucky as to find you!?!?!" Cleo and Schnapps stopped their playing and both looked towards her puzzled. "What are you two looking at??" she retorted with a smile, then picked up the vegetables and crawled around gathering up all the other items and got them in the kitchen.
Going back to the living room, she retrieved the torn sack looking at the bottom of it she commented, "They just don't make anything like they used to!" Throwing the sack away she looked at the clock, it was still a couple hours before Rick would be home. "Home?" she thought out loud. Yep, over the last couple weeks they rarely were apart except for work, and she liked that idea that he would be back every time he left.
The fatigue of the day hit her, and the lack of sleep last night (thanks to Rick) prodded her to lay down for a little while before fixing supper. As she went in the bedroom she unbuttoned her blouse and hung it on the door handle, unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Carisa decided to leave on her navy blue stockings with the strip up the back, and her navy lace panties, but unhooked her bra and threw it on the door knob with the blouse. Standing there devoid of protection, the cool gentle breeze from the open window hit her nipples, causing them to harden. She smiled as she took her firm breasts into her hands and massaged them. She closed her eyes, thinking of Rick's hands, and how they always know so perfectly how to caress her.
Carisa walked over to the bed and laid on her tummy, stretched out across the blanket of sunshine that warmed her resting place for her. As the wind blew the lace curtains back and forth, she watched them dance for her. She watched their performance as long as she could before their movement lulled her into dreamland...
As Rick opened the door to the apartment, he was greeted by Cleo and Schnapps. Taking a knee, he stroked the two felines over the ears and around under their chins. He loved the way that made them purr, almost in a contest, one trying to out do the other in volume. He couldn't understand anyone who did not at least like cats. The only thing more wonderful than the affection of a cat was the love of a good woman, and he smiled to himself as he thought of how he had finally found that, embodied by Carisa, after all this time.
For years, he had lingered at work, always wanting to do a little more on whatever project he was working on at the time. Now he found it difficult to even concentrate at work knowing Carisa would be waiting at home when he arrived. Thoughts of her made him look around the apartment. Now where could she be? He didn't smell the familiar aroma of dinner cooking as he usually did.
Rising back up, much to the dismay of the cuddly cats, he placed his briefcase next to the computer desk and searched the apartment. The note was off from the flowers, so he knew she had seen them. Walking toward the bedroom he caught the unmistakable fragrance of her perfume. Opium, his favorite, he smiled again. Did she have any idea how fast that made his heart beat?
Looking through the door, he saw an angel laying on the bed. As he stood there watching her sleep, tears welled up in his eyes. She was so peaceful, so beautiful laying there. Did she know how much he loved her? Did she realize that she very well may have saved his life? Someday I'll have to tell her that, he thought. Tell her how close he had come to just throwing it all away, never believing he would ever find anyone half as wonderful as she was. Tell her how the years of loneliness had almost taken it's toll on him emotionally. Perhaps some day. For now, he let her sleep.
Returning to the living room, he turned on the CD player, selecting a disc of Chopin. Pressing the play button, the delicate strains of Etude in E minor began playing. That had always been one of his favorites. As the mixture of piano and violins softly played in the background, he took dishes from the cupboard, setting the table. Pouring himself a glass of wine he took the candle holders from their place on the shelf and placed them on the table.
For the next hour, he chopped shallots, sautéed them in butter, heated the tomato paste, clam juice and wine. Putting on the capillini to boil, he sautéed the scallops in another pan, then combined the sauce and scallops for a final simmer as he drained the pasta. When the sauce was nearly finished, he poured himself another glass of wine and one for his darling.
Carrying them into the bedroom, he placed them on the night stand. Running his fingers through Carisa's beautiful hair, he leaned over and kissed her lips gently. As she moved, a smile spreading across her lips, he kissed her once more.
"Time to get up, angel," he whispered softly.
Groggy from her sleep, Carisa propped herself up on her elbows and looked at Rick, giving him a warm smile. She turned on her side to face him. Like a doting lover he brushed the hair back from her face and kissed her gently on the nose. His eyes fell down onto her bare breasts and he couldn't help but think how particularly inviting her right nipple looked with the curl from the bottom of her red hair wrapped around it.
He took his finger and dipped it in his wine glass, rubbing the wine soaked finger on her puffy nipple. Pulling her hair back a little, he bent down to her breast, his tongue anxious to lick off the now hardened peak. After lapping off any trace of wine, he pulled it into his mouth and nursed on her as though looking for more to drink, his hand massaging her breast. Carisa closed her eyes, putting her hand on his head playing with his hair and ear. Her love for him was beaming in her admiring eyes as she watched the motion of his mouth on her. Softly she whispered through the momentary gasps of pleasure, "Baby, what are you doing home so early? I was going to fix a nice supper for us, but I was so tired when I got home from work that I thought I would lay down for just a while."
She stopped and took a deep breath, "What is that wonderful aroma???" she asked, deviating from her thoughts. It was the unmistakable smell of another one of Rick's culinary marvels. The aromatic scent was calling her to the kitchen as it penetrated her famished being. Rick stopped sucking her nipple, pulling it slowly out his mouth, as though unwilling to let go.
"I just whipped up a little something for us baby, and it is 7:00 p.m. Car." He stood up and grabbed her navy silk robe, "Time to eat Princess."
Car smiled and scooted off the bed, Rick held her robe open so she could step right into it. Slipping her slim arms into the designated holes, Rick wrapped the robe around her, giving her a tight squeeze and kiss on the back of her head. She put her arms over his and held him tight to her for a few moments until he pulled his arms back and scooped her up in them. Putting her hands around his neck, she kissed him as he walked to the kitchen. Setting her down he pulled out her chair. She smiled and sat. He pushed it back in and reached for the matches, lighting the candles on the table. Carisa just watched him, still so overwhelmed by the last two weeks of utter fulfillment with this man. Rick put everything into bowls, and served her like a queen.
"Baby you are just WAY too good to me," she sighed.
Rick looked and saw the tears in her eyes, and the reflection of the candles on the watery display threatening to run down her cheek. Taking his hand to her eyes, he wiped them away. "It has been way too long since I wanted to do this for anyone Car, and now that I do, it doesn't seem like enough."
Carisa put her hand to his cheek and he closed his eyes. She leaned forward, kissing him tenderly on his lips. "Rick?" she was asking for his eyes to meet hers so she could look into the windows of his soul as she told him, "I love you baby, I love you so very much." Her lips engulfed his, and the two kissed an unforgettable kiss, the moment being planted in their hearts, time seeming to stop.
"I love you Car," Rick replied as their kiss softly ended. His hands running through her hair, looking into her soulful eyes, he whispered, "Do you have any idea how desperately I want you right now?"
Her pupils dilated at the question. Carisa nodded her head slowly as she replied, "As much as I want you right now..." her voice trailing off as the back of her hand slid down his shirt, across his belt and over the top of his hardness, appearing even more impressive by his disdain for under ware.
She grasped his arrow straight cock through his slacks, squeezing and stroking as he moaned his approval, "Oh God, Baby, you drive me absolutely crazy," he gasped.
Lifting her easily from her chair, he placed her on the edge of the table. His hands untying the belt of her robe as their mouths resumed their exploration of each other. His warm hands parted her robe, moving along her sides until they found the sides of her breasts. Cupping them, he teased her nipples with his thumbs, pressing against them as he moved his thumbs in small circles against them.
Moving his mouth to her neck, he nibbled and licked as his hands moved downward, spreading her robe wide. As she lay back, pushing the dishes and candles toward the far end of the table, creating a space for herself, his mouth continued down her soft flesh. Over the tops of her breasts, dwelling on her nipples as he stroked and kneaded them, running his tongue first down her ample cleavage, then along the under sides of them as her hands came to his head, holding him tightly against her.
Rick kissed his way down Carisa's flat belly, his tongue first circling, then delving into her navel, causing her to giggle. "Have I told you how much I love your laugh?" he asked as he continued his journey downward.
"Have I told you how much I love your tongue?" she responded with another giggle. "God the things you can do to me with that wonderful organ!"
"Be careful baby, you'll make me full of myself," he laughed as he began running his tongue along the inside of her silky thigh.
"Oh no, lover, I want ME full of yourself," she replied.
"Your wish is my command, Angel," he said as pulled her blue panties aside and thrust his tongue deep inside her already wet pussy.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped, as she suddenly placed her thighs on his shoulders, thrusting her hips against his mouth as her hands found his head and pressed him tightly against her.
Rick's tongue continued thrusting quickly in and out of her sex as his wriggled his lip, stroking her hardened clit with his mustache, inhaling deeply of her erotic aroma. God how he loved the scent of her, the taste of her, the slippery wet feel of her against his face.
Moving his mouth fully onto her clit, he licked, stroked and sucked her as his middle finger slid deeply into her. Pressing his fingertip against that sensitive spot inside her, stroking and circling against it, Car's hips began to thrust wildly as her climax overwhelmed her. "Oh, God...oh, God...RICK!" she cried as she came. Slowing his finger, he redoubled his attention to her clit, circling, yet not touching her sensitive nub. As he could sense her getting close again, his slid his finger from her pussy, wet with her juices, downward to her ass, pressing it into her as he took her clit into his mouth and sucked HARD on it, bringing her to orgasm once again as his finger slid completely into her.
Carisa's breathing was ragged and fitful as she pushed his head away from her, pleading, "No more Baby...God, I can't take any more..." Then she added with that wicked giggle of hers that he loved so much, "...just now, that is."
Carisa found it hard to imagine those words coming from her mouth, "I can't take any more," but Rick fulfilled her in a way that no other lover ever had. As his tongue traced a trail from her wet pussy back up to her nipples, Rick lingered at her breasts a moment taking time to suck each nipple. One thing he did that particularly turned her on, was when he would stop sucking her sensitive nipples and brush his mustache against them. Mmmmmmmmm!!!
Licking his way up her neck and jaw he came to her lips. She could hardly wait, her tongue reaching for his. She wanted to taste him. Her hands caressed his face as she explored and tasted every corner of his mouth, inside and out. Pulling her lips from his, she smiled, "Rick, I want you to do something for me," she said in a pouty lovers voice "Please baby, would you fill my pussy with that wonderful cock of yours? I want you so."
Rick just thought that was the neatest thing, how Car was never afraid to ask him for what she wanted, she never played games and if she needed him, she told him. And that only excited him more, her asking him to put his cock in her. Wow!
He stood up from his bent over position of kissing her. She propped herself up on her elbows, her eyes glued to his hands as they undid his belt and zipper letting his pants fall to the floor. He looked at her eyes, his rock hard cock springing from captivity. She like what she saw. "Yes, that is what I want, I want it all, give it to me," she begged him like a wanton creature lacking any restraint of her desires and he liked that! With her pussy at the end of the table, he took her legs in his hands, under her knees and pushed them to her chest. He leaned into her cum soaked pussy, his cock sliding without resistance into her depths. Carisa gasped, he put his face next to hers, only a couple inches away, her warm breath filled his air space.
He looked at her, "Is that what you wanted?"
Their eyes locked on each other Carisa answered, "Yes, now show me how you fuck me so perfectly Rick." Without moving his eyes from hers, he started rocking back and forth, taking long deep strokes in and out of her. Her breathing became more sporadic, "Fuck me more, fuck me more Rick," she said calmly, her directive intense and focused. Rick watched her eyes as he plunged his throbbing cock deep and hard into her. Her moans were so soft, but her passion so out of control. Rick loved her little prologue into what was coming, which was she, through the variety of little noises that she made. Each one unique and meant something. It told him how close she was, how enthralled she was to his touch, how she needed him to satisfy her and him alone.
"That's right baby, give yourself to me, let me give myself to you, I love you Car," he spoke softly into her eyes feeling her body tense and her heart racing, Carisa closed her eyes, her mouth opened as though leaving out a silent scream. Her body tightened, Rick felt her flesh squeeze his engorged cock as she came. He knew just want to do, as she writhed on the wave consuming her, he wanted to take her over the edge. He held her shoulders firmly and madly fucked her. With each stroke his cock felt like it would explode, the head swelling, ready to fill his beautiful lover with the most intimate gift he could give her...himself.
Carisa's moans were no longer silent, and with each hard thrust her fingernails dug into his back as she held him tight. Suddenly her grip was gone and her body trembled. He accomplished his goal of depleting her of all need, even if it was for a short time. Rick's own body could not hold out any longer, a deluge of cum filled her, he moaned with each spurt until her was drained of what he could give. Taking a deep breath, he looked at his angel on the table. She was void of ambition and want.
Reaching behind himself he grabbed a couple napkins and slowly pulled himself out of her. Putting a couple napkins in his place and putting her panties back in where they belonged, they never even came off, he smiled. He reached to the floor and pulled his pants up, zipping and hooking. Rick took his hands and gently ran up Car's legs and sides, then took her robe and pulled it closed and tied it. She looked so at peace just laying there, motionless. Putting his hands under her knees and back he picked her up and carried her into the living room where he parked himself in the corner of the couch and just held his baby, stroking her hair, kissing her cheek as the music from the CD played.
He looked around and thought this is it, this is what life is about. He suddenly realized that he felt "whole" again. That nothing was missing anymore. He kept waiting for the feeling of guilt to creep in that always managed to show up, making him feel that somehow he had abandoned his loyalty to Melissa's memory, and it wasn't right for him to be happy with someone else. But this time, it didn't happen. He was consumed in his love for Car, and her love for him, and he realized there was no abandoning anything. Melissa and he had their time, and it was wonderful. He would cherish her and their memories forever. She would never be forgotten. But this is now, he couldn't live in the past any longer because there was a future screaming at him to come and join, and he wanted that. He wanted to be a part of the woman he was holding and that meant giving up his grip on the past.
His thoughts were startled as Schnapps jumped up on the couch and purred at him rubbing himself against Rick's extended hand. Then he left Rick's attention and crawled up on Carisa's tummy, making himself comfortable and curling up. Cleo jumped up and cuddled next to Rick. "Well there you have it," Rick thought to himself as he looked around, "life doesn't get better than this." Yes, Melissa would always be his past, but Carisa was, without a doubt, his future.