FOURTEEN

 

 

August 4th, 2018

Boise, Idaho

 

WADE MANAGED TO not burn the steaks or overcook the corn while Sophie put together the salad. They both went with large glasses of iced water to drink.

They decided to eat on her patio staring out over the lawn and the river and trees beyond.

It was still slightly warm, but it was clear to Wade that the night was cooling off quickly. The shadows were growing longer, but there were still people floating past on the river, often laughing and talking which made everything in the air seem filled with a joy. He couldn’t remember feeling anything like that before in any of the places he had lived, let alone in LA.

Nothing like a perfect summer night with a beautiful and very smart woman to make Wade’s evening as well.

Over dinner they talked about their family history and their studies. And a couple times even waved at floaters as they went past. He’d only been in this city for two days now and was coming to like it more and more. He could see why Sophie said she flat loved it here.

And it had a ski resort only nineteen miles away. He couldn’t even imagine that, even though they had gone most of the way up to the resort today. Skiing to him had always been a weekend-long adventure, sometimes including flying.

Going from his condo and being on the slopes in less than forty minutes seemed impossible. He hoped to find out this winter just how impossible that was.

Actually, everything about the institute and Boise seemed too good to be true, so part of him was waiting for the other shoe to drop. But until it did, he was going to enjoy everything.

They took the plates and silverware and glasses back to the kitchen that looked exactly like the one in his condo, only Sophie had a lot more various appliances tucked around along the back of the counter. Some of them he wasn’t even sure what they were, but it was clear they were used.

She put her dishes in the sink, took his plate and silverware and did the same thing, ran some water over them and then turned to him.

“Thank you for the wonderful dinner,” she said.

She moved to him, pulled his head down to her level and kissed him again, hard and passionate. She felt wonderful against him, her skin smooth and soft, yet her body firm and clearly in shape.

After a moment she broke the kiss, smiling up at him.

“Wow, that settles it,” he said as he managed to catch his breath. “I’m cooking all the time.”

She laughed and kissed him again.

Then still holding him while they stood in the kitchen, she looked into his eyes. “I am not normally this forward, Dr. Wade.”

“Professor Silverman,” he said, smiling. “Do you hear me complaining in the slightest?”

“Oh, good,” she said, smiling.

She took him by the hand and led him from the kitchen. “Then I think I’ll just continue my new-found courage.”

“Please,” he said.

A moment later they were up the stairs and into her bedroom. She had a couple of large quilts on the bed that looked like they were family made and she quickly swept them off and onto the floor.

Then she told him to sit on the bed.

He did as she took off her clothes, not even pretending to do any sort of tease, just taking her clothes off as if she were getting ready to get into a shower.

It was the most alluring thing he had ever watched.

Ever.

Her white skin was perfect, her body proportioned for her size so that nude and without comparison, there was no way of telling she was so short. She actually looked tall and thin.

Her black pubic hair matched the black hair on her head and her breasts were perfect, with dark nipples.

He wanted to watch her undress like that every night.

After she was standing in front of him, totally nude, she smiled at him and said simply, “Your turn.”

She sat on the edge of the bed as he stood.

“Has anyone ever told you that you have an amazing body?” he said.

“Actually, no,” she said, a slight red blush on her neck.

“Well, you do,” he said. “Stunningly amazing and alluring.”

The flush on her neck deepened a little and she motioned that he get started.

“One of us here is way overdressed and it sure isn’t me.”

He laughed and did exactly what she had done, simply undressed as if climbing into bed at night.

She just stared at him, her dark eyes studying every movement he made until finally he was done and facing her, clearly aroused by what was happening.

At that moment she came off the bed and into his arms, kissing him and pressing her wonderful naked body against him.

He kissed her just as passionately and even though they were only a step from the bed, they barely made it back onto the bed.

Barely.