Chapter 83: Delicious

She wakes up to the sound of thunder just outside the house. The bed rumbles and the windows crack as she looks quickly around the room. "Holy crap! What was that?"

Jumping out of bed and turning the lights on, she runs back and forth between the windows checking for leaks and to see what damage has been done.

Finding only a couple small cracks in one of the windows she relaxes and sits on the bed. "Whew. I sure thought that was going to be worse than it was." She says as she stands up and gets ready to take a shower. After last night she feels sticky and if she wouldn't have been so tired when she got back from her run, she would have taken one last night.

Going into the bathroom she looks in the mirror at her naked body. Wondering if she should lose a couple pounds, she turns the shower on and slips in. The water at first is cold and she shrieks as she leaps out. From a safe distance she sticks her hand in to test the temperature. Normally it's not so cold when she first turns it on, but this morning is an exception.

Just a few minutes later it's hot enough for her liking and she slips back in. The water feels so good on her aching muscles as she stands under the nozzle. When she reaches for the shower gel, she knocks down the shampoo and must pick it up. Right away it sends pleasure to her core, because as she bends down the hot water jets hit between her legs and sends shivers all throughout her.

She stays in that position and rubs her clit till she explodes. Crying out, she kneels on the shower floor and waits for the waves of pleasure to cease. Her hands move up to her breasts and she runs her fingers over her nipples. She cries out again as the pulsing in her core increases.

Standing up she reaches down and gets the shampoo. "Mmm. Coconut." She sighs as she washes her hair and then shuts off the shower. She grabs a towel from the towel rack and dries off before getting out. When she steps out there is a little chill to the air. Looking around Samantha hurries to the bedroom, casting the towel onto the floor.

Looking in her closet, she picks out a nice fuzzy warm sweater and a pair of stone wash jeggings. "Comfy." She says as she walks into the kitchen. Fixing a ham and cheese sandwich, she grabs a bottle of strawberry wine, and she takes her lunch and sits down on the couch to read her book. After a bit she grabs her throw and snuggles up because the chill in the air has returned.

As she really gets into her book, she opens the bottle of wine and sips on a glass of it. Overtime she finishes both the wine and the book, then her head starts to spin. She hears a sound and looks over in the direction of the door. Watching quietly as she observes a little kangaroo mouse scurry across the floor she sits dead still.

It turns and they stare at each other, both fully aware of one another. It scurries off under the curtains in the living room. Smiling, she gets up to find another book to read. This time when she returns with a Stephen King novel, she gets a bottle of water out of the fridge and then snuggles up under the blanket.

Her phone starts buzzing on the coffee table, and she quickly picks it up. She sees Aaron's picture and smiles. He's such a good guy, she loves him almost as a brother. If nothing else as a great friend. He always makes her smile and feel better when she feels bad about herself.

"Hey, you, what are you up to?"

She looks around the room and then says, "I am just about to read a book and relax some more. You?"

"I was hoping I could come over. I miss you and want to make sure you are doing alright."

"Well, o.k. I could use the company. I need to confide in you anyway. I did a bad thing last night."

"Uh oh, doesn't sound very good. You're going to have to give me all the details in a few minutes. I will be there in five. Talk to you when I get there." He hangs up and she pushes end on the phone.

Realizing she's almost drunk, she wishes she hadn't said it was o.k. for him to come over. They have had a past and in her specific circumstances right now she might hit on him and him take it the wrong way. She rushes to clean and try to sober up. Too late. He's at the door with what looks like a bottle of wine and some ice cream, she notices as she looks out the window by the door.

"Crap!" She quickly opens the door and practically stumbles into his chest. Her hands land on his perfectly chiseled chest muscles and she digs in trying to steady herself.

"Woah there, are you o.k. Samantha? Aaron says as he laughs with a glint in his eyes.

"Yeah, sorry. I'm just a little tipsy, and I tripped on the doorway." She starts giggling like a schoolgirl.

"Well, I guess it's good I brought wine so we can get you drunk and really feeling toasty. After all, you need to wind down and your safe with me."

"Not entirely true. I remember a couple years back we had sex, and it honestly was the best I have ever had. No one compares to you." She starts blushing and stumbles backwards, trying to recover she falls into his arms again.

"Samantha." He gasps and puts down the ice cream and wine on the table just inside the door right before she falls into his arms. "Samantha, you do know you're irresistible when you get like this. You make me want to do all kinds of things to you."

She puts her pointy finger up to his lips and quiets him, then her legs give out as he scoops her up in his arms. He carries her over to the couch and deposits her gently onto it just before he retrieves the wine and ice cream and goes into the kitchen.