I kissed her forehead. “You are too sweet for words. I think there’s plenty of attention to go around.”
“I know, and we have the whole day tomorrow to make up for lost time. Let’s make tonight a Debbie night.” With that she made a decision, jumped up and started gathering candles from about the house, running around buck naked. I giggled to myself, wondering what Eric might think if he wandered down the stairs. She started lighting candles and placing them strategically about the room. Several were aromatic and I was worried that the different scents might be a bit overwhelming, but it wasn’t bad.
God, I loved watching her! That tight little body and amazing tits, so beautifully on display. They were mine to have, and I damned sure was going to avail myself of them, “Debbie Night” or not.
Beth was back in our bed only a minute or so before Debbie appeared from the bathroom. The teen was still breathing hard from her exertions, but she had a smile on her face that would have put the Joker to shame.
Debbie showed up in a robe, oddly quiet. I finally sensed that I’d lost a bit of her, her openness, her confidence. Simon says, ‘take two steps back.’ It broke my heart.
I climbed out of the bed and went to her. “I’m mad at you.”
Her eyes opened wide, and her mouth gaped like a fish out of water. It may be hard to believe, but it was a look that wasn’t gorgeous on her. “Me?” she finally gasped.
Up close I could see how bloodshot her eyes were, dark bags under them I’d never seen before. I took her in my arms and held her, my head leaning over her shoulder. “You shouldn’t have let me go alone. I’ve missed you so badly.”
Surprisingly, she spoke up. “You left us, Jack. We didn’t leave. You left us.”
“Silly girl. I could never leave you. I went to work. Unfortunately this time it was 6 thousand miles away, and lonely as hell.” I squeezed her tight, nuzzling her hair.
“I don’t want to know about her, whoever it was,” she said softly, plaintively.
I wasn’t about to start denying anything, or even go down that road. I pulled back a bit, putting some space between us, so I could help her remove her robe. When I went to undo the knot it seemed for a moment like she was going to stop me.
I opened the robe, but instead of removing it, I reached my arms inside and wrapped them around her body.
“Debbie, do you remember our first night together?”
She tensed up in my arms, then quietly nodded.
“Can you feel how hard I am for you? What you do to me?” I pulled her close so that my hard-on pressed against her soft belly. “You promised to keep house for me. To cook for me. To take care of me.”
My face was directly in front of her, inches away. She looked into my eyes and nodded.
“You promised to send me to work with a kiss, and to welcome me home with another.”
Her eyes were glistening, but she nodded.
“Welcome me home, beautiful,” I demanded.
She pulled my head down and pressed her lips against mine, kissing me tentatively at first, then stronger and deeper, her body pressing more firmly against mine. I broke it off.