CHAPTER SIX
Sean
“I don’t think it’s stupid.” I tell her firmly, deadly serious now. I move towards her, feeling the space between us getting smaller and her body shivering as I start to lose the grip on my urge not to reach out and touch her.
I hear her breath shudder in, almost a gasp as I step closer to her, I can’t help it. I just have to be near her now, the thought of her having had a crush on me, it’s too much. It makes all this real for me. It lets me know I’m not imagining things and that there’s real chemistry here, not just my hormones.
I don’t know how long we stand like this, moving slowly closer and closer until we are so close our bodies are almost touching. The whole time I’m lost in her eyes and hers are fixed on mine.
Until they dart past me for a second.
“Your meat…” she whispers hoarsely, biting her lower lip.
“What?”
“Your meat. It’s on fire. It’s burning.”
“Shit!”
It takes a full second to understand what she means, but the steaks do need turning. My own meat on the other hand, that’s definitely got a sizzle happening too.
“I like mine a little well-done anyway,” she jokes, and we both become aware again of this thing between us, this feeling.
The elephant in the room that’s gradually getting bigger and bigger and I know it’ll keep getting bigger until one of us or both of us breaks the ice.
“So, all this time…” she continues, “Have you kept doing summer camp? What do you do outside of the camp?” she asks, genuinely interested.
It makes me feel old straight away, to have a full grown adult telling me they had a crush on me from so long ago, now being a camp counselor themselves…
“I used to be a teacher,” I tell her. “Back when you would’ve come to camp, I was a full-time science teacher, computers too once they became popular.”
Jesus Sean… just take out your teeth and start yammering on about the ‘good ol’ days’, how you had to walk five miles in the snow just to take a shit…!
I’m the one feeling stupid now, stupid and old. Far too old to be having this feeling, this fantasy that I could ever be with someone so young, so perfect. I mean, look at her.
She’s fucking perfect in every way.
I look up from the steaks again and see she’s waiting for me to continue my story. She’s actually interested in what I’m talking about.
“Then what happened? After teaching?” she says, hopping up onto the counter behind her, kicking her legs and holding herself up with her palms flat, leaning back a little.
I’m struck dumb for a moment, seeing her with the light catching her hair and eyes, the way her chest juts out so proudly.
She has a smile on her face, just waiting for me to go on, but I’m starting to doubt I can make it through the day, let alone a whole summer camp without having her. Without claiming her as my own.
I must have her, she’s mine.
“After teaching?” I continue, doing my best to maintain conversation, focusing on giving her the only meat I can right now. Her steak.
“I gave my brother a loan,” I tell her, serving us both some extra potato salad and nodding towards the bench tables before feeling my jaw drop as I watch her hop off the kitchen counter.
“So, you lent your brother some money,” she says.
I’m watching her apple bottom ass moving from side to side, begging to be gripped hard. Begging to be spread wide open as I eat her from the front.
“Uh, yeah… I loaned my brother some money… my pension savings actually… he started some software company with it.”
We take the nearest table, sitting opposite one another and I put her plate down in front of her but she’s all eyes on me now, waiting to hear the rest of what I have to say.
“That a lot of money?” she asks, innocently, and I growl with satisfaction as I watch her take her first bite.
I finally shrug, raising my brows. “I’m no tech geek, so I don’t even know exactly what he did, or even does. All I do know is I’m a part shareholder in his company which went gangbusters and makes squillions of dollars.”
She lets out a groan and her eyes roll back as she squeezes her thick chest together, giving me a prime view of her cleavage and some more of those plate sized nipples, pebbling through her shirt.
Did it just get hot in here… holy shit.
I’m sweating like I just ate on a jalapeño and she’s moaning like she’s close to climax.
But it’s just the steak.
She’s into food, and I’m glad, I plan on feeding her a lot more of it if it always brings on this reaction.
I’m glad we’re sitting down, because in no time at all, I’m rock hard again and although I don’t feel like eating, I pick at my food to make sure she keeps taking mouthfuls of hers.
“This is so good Sean. Where did you learn to cook, I love it!”
She licks her lips, and makes more of those sounds. It’s getting to be more than I can take, everything she does now only makes me think of her while I stuff her full of my hot fat dick until she screams my name.
“Sean? Are you okay?” she asks, looking a little self-conscious because I’m just staring at her.
“I’m just fine,” I tell her and point my fork towards her plate, “I’m glad to see you’re eating. Let’s have no more of this starving yourself, okay?” I tell her and she looks away.
“I mean it, Tessa. I wanna see you eating three meals plus snacks.” I tell her firmly.
It’s not the only thing I want to see in your mouth.
She exaggerates a big bite of her food and
