In less than two minutes they pulled down a long drive leading to an old white brick farmhouse. There was a small barn that appeared to go with the property and a for sale by owner sign in the yard.
“Well, what do you think?”
“It’s big, and looks like it could use a little TLC, but it has loads of potential,” Annie said.
“That’s what I thought. I’m thinking of putting in an offer.”
“Wow! That’s a big step.”
“I’ve been looking for a while, but not too seriously. I’ve been comfortable where I’m at. It suits the single life. But this property is close to work, Slim could have my place, and I’d have a place to call home. You and me would have more privacy.”
Her heart skipped a beat.Did he just imply what I think he did?Said so casually, but it definitely fell under the heading of future talk. She didn’t know what to say.
“It’s important to me that you like it.”
“Let’s go peek inside the windows,” Annie said.
“I’ll go one better. I know the seller and he told me I could take you through it anytime. I’ve got a key,” he said holding it up and grinning.
They entered through the side door which led into a mud room right off the large eat-in kitchen. Annie peered into the dining/living room and gasped at the stone fireplace that encompassed much of the living room wall. It was a stunning focal point with the simple wood mantel mirroring old wooden beams overhead. The ceilings were high, and the floors were hardwood that someone had painstakingly refinished.
“Wow! There is so much natural light, and that fireplace…” Annie said. “Is it functional?”
“Yep. A full bath downstairs and one on the second floor. One bedroom down and two upstairs. I know it’s a lot of space for a single person, but…”
“It’s fabulous Gabe. I’m excited for you,” Annie said.
“I’m glad you like it Annie. It needs some work, but I like fixing up things and working with my hands.”
“You could certainly live in it while you make the improvements over time.”
“I’m hoping you’ll help me with paint color and furnishings, I’ll need your expertise.”
“I would love that. We’ll have to make your bathroom plant a focal point,” she said, not being able to resist the gentle teasing about his forsaken house plant.
“You had to get that in didn’t you,” he grabbed her into his arms and tickled her as she shrieked.
“I give! I’m sorry, your little plant is so lucky to have you,” she said giggling as she wiggled out of his arms. “Race you upstairs,” she called over her shoulder as she ran upstairs.
He was right on her heels and they were both breathless when they reached the top landing. Gabe pulled her to him again but this time it was to steal a kiss.
“Come here you vixen,” he said.
She looked up at him seductively, “Who are you calling a vixen, cowboy?”
He kissed her deeply and they were lost in a swirl of desire. Gabe pinned her against the wall and fondled her breast through her clothing. She groaned as he pinched her nipple and felt an immediate warmth spreading between her thighs. She rubbed his erection through his jeans, as he thrust his tongue deeper.
He finally lifted his head, eyes burning with passion, he said raggedly, “I will never get enough of you.”
Her eyes were glazed over and she was struggling to form a thought other thantake me now. She traced his lips with her fingertip and then slipped it into his mouth. He sucked it gently. “Let’s finish the tour and get back to my place,” he said.
“Yes.”
* * *
A week later and Annie was still camped out at Gabe’s. Two nights had turned into four, then six and now it was the weekend and they were getting ready to walk over to Sam’s house for the party. Annie, still not dressed yet, sat in her bra and panties and watched as Gabe stepped out of the shower, handing him a towel to dry off with. She followed his movements, first drying his feet, then thighs with the soft downy hair, leading up to his pelvis and beautiful penis. She couldn’t hold the tension any longer and reached for the towel saying, “Here let me finish.”
Sitting on the only available seat in the tiny bathroom, the toilet, she reached between his thighs with the towel and gently dried him off, taking a little extra time to tease him by cupping him and massaging him with the towel. She reached further to dry between his gluteal cleft, causing him to groan.