UNDER CONSTRUCTION, CHAPTER 21

 

          Thanksgiving weekend flew by and Charlie looked forward to returning home and sleeping in her very own bed. Adam kept up such a pace that she didn’t have the least bit of trouble sleeping alone because she was completely worn out at the end of each day. Adam took her around Boston to all his favorite places and Charlie liked or loved the majority of the places to which Adam took her, but she would have liked them ever so much better had they been warmer.

She hadn’t watched the television program “Cheers,” but Adam had because it was located in his city and he loved the pub that stood in for the one in the show. They had lunch there one day after breakfast at the Parker House where Parker House Rolls were first served. They also toured the Boston Commons and would have ridden in one of the swan boats if it had been warmer.

Then, there were the various trips around Massachusetts. They spent one day out on Cape Cod visiting the various cities. Adam told her they’d have to come back in the summer when the Plimouth Plantation was open. True, it did open for Thanksgiving, but you had to obtain tickets way in advance in order to attend the dinner and other festivities held there. Charlie couldn’t believe how cold the ocean was. She was used to the warmer waves of her home state. Even at its coldest, she’d never seen ice build up on the shore as it did on Cape Cod.

It was at the second dinner, a much more casual affair, with the whole family Adam came clean about his writing career. Charlie had brought a small shopping bag to the table with her, placing it beneath her chair. When dinner was finished and the kiddos had been released to play, Adam began.

“For the last eight years, I haven’t been exactly honest about what I do down south in that cabin. I don’t work as a salesman and I wouldn’t be confessing now except Charlie strongly believes I owe you all the truth whether you like it or not.”

“Oh, my little brother,” Matt exclaimed, “I can’t wait to hear what you’ve been up to.”

“Well, pretty much until I met Charlie, I hung out in my cabin and wrote erotic fiction. I now have six books published and out in the market. I never wanted to tell you what I did because I felt rather embarrassed by my success in such a field and….”

“Oh, my Lord,” Sybil interrupted, “You’re telling us you write those bodice rippers where the female is practically exposing herself to a very handsome and shirtless man on the covers. Oh heavens, I wonder if I’ve read anything you wrote?”

Maryanne chimed in, “You must write under another name because I pick up one of those now and then as well….”

“And, I’m so grateful when she does.” Tom broke in. “You wouldn’t believe how much her reading one of those improves our um, uh, well, I’m sure you get my drift.”

Matt laughed out loud and responded, “I definitely get your drift because whenever I see one of those tasty covers adjacent Sybil’s reading chair, I know our own relationship is going to improve dramatically for a while.”

By this time, the only folks who hadn’t said a word were Adam’s parents. They both sat at the table and looked from one speaker to another as the younger folks talked and laughed about Adam’s actual career. When all the kidding and laughter had subsided, Adam looked at his parents and said, “I hope you’re not too disappointed with this news.”

Charlie brought out her bag and began passing the paperbacks around the table. “I know the pecans were my bread-and-butter gift, but I guess you could say these are a small addition. I wanted you to see just how successful Adam is at his chosen career. He’s a very popular author.”

Sybil grabbed one of the books, “Oh my goodness, I read this one when it first came out and I’ve waited eagerly for the books that followed.” She got up and came around the table to give Adam a huge hug and smacking kiss on the top of his head. “Thank you for some of the best bodice ripper reading I’ve ever experienced. Your writing is absolutely the best.”

“Well, I certainly know what Charlie sees in you little brother,” Maryanne said, “provided you are as experienced, patient and roguish a paramour as the men you write about. Now, tell us Charlie, is he?”

Charlie felt her face turning red. This wasn’t what she’d expected at all and wasn’t sure just how she should respond. Before she could gather her thoughts, she was saved by Patricia who was holding one of the books and scanning the back cover.

“You know Adam, I never quite believed you were a salesman down south. I always felt you were holding something back and have to say I’m just a bit saddened that you thought you couldn’t tell me and your father about such a successful career. You do understand that your father and I had sex at least three times, right?” She said with one raised eyebrow. “Actually, we had sex far more than those three times, but I’m not going to share anything further.”

“All I have to say,” Paul added, “is that we still have sex, so I’m sure you’re not writing anything that we don’t already know about son.”

Now, it was Adam’s turn to be embarrassed and his cheeks began to glow with a tinge of pink. “Well, I just never thought, and I guess most kids don’t think about their parents having sex. And, well, this is the first time ever we’ve had a discussion like this.” Adam responded. “I guess it was my own embarrassment that kept me quiet.”

“Somehow, even though I saw the initials and the last name, I just never thought of you as the author of the books I liked so much.” Sybil said.

“How soon can we expect the next one?” Matt asked, winking at his wife.

“My last one will be published the beginning of next month to take advantage of the holiday sales.” Adam responded. “But that might be my last one because….”

There were multiple groans around the table.

“Now, just wait. I didn’t start out to write bodice rippers, it just happened. I wanted to write a serious novel and I’ve begun one about Salem and witches. Historical fiction if you will.

“Well, I don’t know about your other fans, but I certainly hope the witches you write about are buxom, sexy and enjoy great sex with the devilish man down the road.” Maryanne laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Paulie, Maryanne’s oldest asked as he came into the room. Before he could get an answer, he continued, “Can we go home now? I really want to get back to the book I was reading before you made me stop to come here. And, Mark and Luke are being buttheads. I know I’m not supposed to smack them, but I’m ready to.”

Maryanne pulled Paulie to her and responded, “Yes, honey-bunny, we can go home now, unless your Gran wants us to help with kitchen clean-up.”

“No, go ahead,” Patricia encouraged. “I know just how hard it is to leave a good book when it’s at the most interesting part. In fact, as soon as you all leave, I have one of my own I’m going to take to bed with me.”

There was more laughter which confused Paulie even further, but he was happy to go tell the other kids it was time to leave.

It wasn’t long before the two families had left and the four remaining had the kitchen spotless. Patricia returned to the dining room and came back with the first book Adam had published. She put her arms around Adam and gave him a quick squeeze and a kiss. “How exciting to know I birthed an author even though you took far too long to share the news. I’m looking forward to reading all of your works.”

She then turned to Charlie and clasped her in a hug as well. “And thank you Charlie for making Adam speak the truth. I can’t imagine what you must have thought of us based on his fears about being honest about erotic fiction.”

Charlie hugged her back and said, “It was probably the little boy in him that was having difficulty. I have to admit I insisted even if it meant causing a huge family problem and I’m ever so grateful it didn’t.”

Adam and Charlie went to the TV room with a couple of glasses of the excellent brandy. Charlie toasted him saying, “To the writer son, may his words continue to make his family happy.”

“I have to admit I was shocked and surprised by the response to my coming clean about my career. I was especially amazed at my parent’s comments. Sheesh, of course I knew they had to have had a sexual relationship, but I didn’t like to think about it all that much. Besides, I figured it must have come to an end by the time they were in their fifties.”

“Well, I think you were way off base with that thought.” Charlie responded. “I know my parents still make love and fairly frequently. I can almost always tell because my mom seems a little more relaxed the next day or that afternoon and my dad’s smile is just a bit bigger. I’m happy they still love and enjoy each other and I hope my future contains just such a relationship.”

Adam took Charlie’s snifter and put it on the table. “Well, if your future includes me, I think you can count on me having lots of smiley days and you being very relaxed.” He followed his statement with a kiss that had her melting against his chest.

“How about we forget the television and take our brandy to my room?” Adam suggested, getting up and pulling Charlie to her feet.

“What about your parents? Separate rooms? All that?” Charlie responded rubbing her hand down the front of Adam’s pants.

He handed her a snifter and put his arm around her, moving her toward the door. “After the conversation we all had after dinner, I’m not too worried about breaking any rules. Besides, it’s been four very long nights since I’ve felt you next to me, naked and wanton. I don’t think I can wait until we get back home tomorrow night. Unless you want to that is?”

Charlie laughed and caressed the bulge in Adam’s pants again. “Are you kidding. I’m just as eager, maybe more so for you. And, if you don’t get these clothes off me fairly soon, my jeans as well as my panties are going to be very very wet.”

In Adam’s room, they each set down their snifter on the table on each side of the bed. Then, watching each other, they slowly began to remove their own clothing. As Charlie pulled off her sweater and bra, she ran her hands down over her breasts and rubbed the already tight nipple buds. She smiled when Adam groaned. Adam reciprocated, rubbing his own chest once it was bare and Charlie desperately wanted to suck his nipples.

Together, they bent and took hold of the bedspread, blankets and sheet and pulled them down the bed. Charlie stood up and undid the button and zipper of her jeans. Adam stood and opened his own pants. Charlie could see his erection pushing against the waistband of his shorts. She put her hands beneath her panties and jeans and shoved them down over her hips. First, she removed one foot and then the other before placing one foot on the bed. This opened her wide for Adam’s view. She took her own finger and caressed her swollen vaginal lips and gently ran a finger over her own clitoris. The resulting sensation almost made her lose her balance.

Meanwhile, Adam had removed his own pants and shorts and his cock stood up tall and proud. “I can’t wait any longer,” he muttered as he leaped on the bed and grabbed Charlie to haul her down.

“I can’t either,” was Charlie’s response as she wormed her way beneath Adam and opened her legs wide. Adam didn’t pause, but pushed himself against Charlie and allowed her hand to guide him to where they both wanted and needed him to go. As soon as he felt the heat and warmth, he shoved himself as deep as he could get.

Once there, he stopped and raised himself on his elbows to look down at Charlie. “I have missed you and this so much.” He said.

“Me too, but stop the talking and get busy.” Charlie replied, pulling back just a bit and clasping her legs around his ass.

That was all it took. Their passion took over and for the next few minutes, all they felt was each other, their desire, the climb toward orgasm, and as they came together, the love they felt for each other.

Sweaty, exhausted, replete, Adam lay on top of Charlie for a while. Finally, he moved and pulled her over so she was laying on him. She reached for her snifter and took a sip which she gave to Adam before taking another sip for herself. “I love this brandy and keep meaning to ask your mom for the name.”

“I’ll remember to ask tomorrow,” Adam said, and asked for another sip. As Charlie’s mouth came to his, full of brandy, his opened and his hands held her head in place as the passage of brandy became a gentle and sweet kiss. The kiss continued until their tongues became involved. The kiss seemed to last forever and Charlie could feel Adam’s penis beginning to grow inside her again.

This time their love-making wasn’t as needy or greedy but slow and deliberate. Adam kissed and sucked and played with every part of Charlie he was able to reach and she returned every touch and kiss. They took their time, loving each other well, but eventually, Charlie was impaled on Adam’s cock, her knees on the bed beside his hips. “I love watching you fuck me.” He said as he reached up to fondle her nipples.

Charlie kept the pace slow for as long as she was able, but finally, they were both ready to explode. Still, she moved slowly and languidly until at last Adam took her hips and pulled her to him as he began to come. It was his hands on her hips, holding her tight against him that allowed Charlie to come as well. Complete, her fall to the bed was reminiscent of a tree going over. Adam pulled her tight against his chest and the next thing they knew, it was morning.

Showered, dressed and packed, they went off to a leisurely breakfast with Paul and Patricia. She had made Adam’s favorite cocoanut-pineapple pancakes and promised Charlie the recipe. They were delicious with the fresh bacon and scrambled eggs. Most of the talking at breakfast was between Adam and his parents and Charlie was content to listen. After all, she’d probably see him every day, but it might be months before they saw each other again.

Breakfast finished, Patricia refused any help in cleaning up. “I know you have to get to the airport, so never mind about a few dirty dishes. Paul will give me a hand. Now, Adam, you go get your bags and put them in the car. I want a private word with Charlie here.”

Paul went out with Adam and Patricia moved to the chair next to Charlie. “I know we’ve only just met. I also know you’re not quite sure about becoming a wife and mother, but my boy loves you with every fiber of his being. I can see that just watching him with you, the way his eyes follow you when you move about. He’s never ever shown this kind of behavior with any other woman in his life. I can also feel the electricity that sparks between you and I think I already said that, but what I don’t think I said is that when it comes to sparks like that, they only come around once.”

Charlie tried to interrupt, only to be shushed by Patricia. “I want to tell you something I’ve never told anyone. When Paul first came around, I could feel the glow between us. But he wasn’t what I wanted in a husband, or at least that’s what I thought, so I turned him away and accepted another suitor. But I couldn’t get Paul out of my head and lucky for me, he didn’t just give up and go away. He gave me some time and then renewed his pursuit. This time, I listened to what my body or rather our bodies were telling us. I broke off the other engagement and we ran away and got married. I’ve never ever regretted doing that because Paul made me and kept me a very happy woman and I’m glad to say I made him and kept him a very happy man.

“So, dear Charlie, I do so hope you listen to your bodies because I can guarantee you won’t be sorry. Now, enough sharing on my part. Please say you’ll stay in touch regardless.”

“I promise I’ll stay in touch and I also promise I’ll think hard about what you said. I must admit I’ve never felt with anyone else what I feel with Adam and it was there that first day when he came yelling about the noise. I absolutely love it and yet it scares me at the same time.”

“You’ll know when you’re ready Charlie. I know Adam will be patient until then. Now, here are the men, so it’s time for farewell.”

Charlie watched as Adam hugged both his parents and gave his mom a smacking kiss on the cheek. She accepted from and gave embraces to his parents and thanked them for having her for the weekend. She looked back at the couple standing in the door as Adam took the car down the driveway. It had been a wonderful weekend and she guessed if she and Adam could have and maintain a relationship like the one his parents and her parents had, then, it was more than possible there’d be a wedding in the coming year.