A Well Lived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 23 Miracle on Ice Part II
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November 1980, Milford, Ohio
On Monday, at lunch, I called Doctor Mercer’s office and found that the Monday after school slot was still open. I scheduled appointments for the remainder of the year. I left school as soon as the bell rang and headed to see Doctor Mercer. I explained to her what Bethany had said and how she felt it was negatively affecting our relationship. Doctor Mercer asked a lot of questions as she tried to draw out my concerns and issues. I felt somewhat better when I left and was looking forward to working with Doctor Mercer.
On Thursday, I called Melanie and asked her and Pete to have lunch with me on Friday before I left for Indianapolis. We agreed to meet at Frisch’s at 11:00am on the Friday after Thanksgiving.
On Friday and Saturday, Debbie and I went to dinner and then made love. Of course, I maintained my usual Sunday routine. I also made sure I spoke with Bethany each day and kept her up to date on how things were going with Doctor Mercer.
On Thanksgiving, we had our usual family meal, which Dad and I prepared. When we finished eating, we cleaned up and then headed to my grandparents’ house for the family gathering. I hadn’t seen Vickie in a while, so Stephanie and I hung out with her for most of the evening. Vickie said that she was still seeing her next-door neighbor secretly and really having a lot of fun. She did flirt a bit, but it didn’t seem to me that she was doing anything other than just being flirty.
On Friday morning, after Stephanie and I swam and ate breakfast, I packed my overnight bag and double-checked the route in my atlas. I put everything in the car and then went to hang out with Stephanie. I let her know that I had asked Dad and that he had OK’d her coming up to Columbus at Christmas with Pete and Melanie. They would come up on Thursday morning and depending on timing, either Pete and Melanie would bring her home or she could come home with me. Stephanie was ecstatic, and that got me an enthusiastic hug from her. I shuddered a bit, feeling her body against mine, even if it was only a second or two!
At 10:45am I said goodbye to Dad, letting him know that I would be heading out directly from Frisch’s. I told him that I was going to ask Stephanie to join us and that Pete and Melanie would bring her home. He said that was OK. I told Stephanie, and we headed out to meet Pete and Melanie.
“Steve, you know I’ve never seen this apartment you go to,” Stephanie said in a sexy voice.
“Not a chance, Squirt! Do you know how dangerous that would be?” I chuckled.
“Yes!” she smirked.
Fortunately, we pulled into the parking lot and saw Pete and Melanie getting out of Pete’s car. Melanie gave me a super-sexy French kiss as she always did, and Pete and I shook hands. Stephanie hugged Melanie and then Pete and we went inside. We had a good time eating and catching up. We talked about the December ice dancing competition and made plans for Pete and Melanie to bring Stephanie with them.
When we finished, we said our goodbyes and agreed to see each other during Christmas break. Stephanie hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. I brushed my hand through her hair and then let her go.
“See you Sunday night, Big Brother.”
November 1980, Indianapolis, Indiana
I got into my car and headed along Route 50 to I-275. I followed I-275 to I-74 and, just over two hours after I left Milford, I arrived in Indianapolis. I found the hotel, parked my car and walked into the lobby a little after 2:00pm. I went to the desk and asked for Håkan Sundström. After a bit of fiddling on the computer, they found him. It seemed that their reservation system didn’t handle the special characters! It dawned on me that I needed to look into that for any programs we wrote. The clerk called their room and, after a moment, told me that someone would be down to meet me.
I was sure who that someone would be. About two minutes later, I was almost knocked over by a blonde Swedish whirlwind that swept across the lobby from the elevator. Katt hugged me tight and kissed me so thoroughly I thought she was going to rip my clothes off right there in the middle of the lobby.
“«Hej Katt»,” I gasped when she finally released me. “«Saknade du mig?»” I chuckled. (“Did you miss me?”)
She had already grabbed my hand and had started pulling me with her towards the elevators when she huffed back at me, “«Kom up till mitt rum med mig och jag ska visa dig hur mycket jag har saknat dig!»” (“Come up to my room with me and I’ll show you how much I missed you!”)
We got into the elevator and rode up to the fifth floor, where she practically dragged me down the hall. She used a key to open a room, pulled me inside, and shut the door. I dropped my bag and her hands went to my waist and she roughly pulled my shirt over my head. She unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and yanked them down, along with my underwear. She pushed me onto the bed, pulled off my shoes and socks, and then removed my pants and underwear that had bunched at my ankles.
Katt had her clothes off seconds later and got into my lap, facing me. She wrapped her legs around me, raised herself up, positioned my dick against her sopping pussy with one hand, and, with a quick motion, fully impaled herself on me. She wrapped her arms around me and began bouncing up and down on my shaft, kissing me hard and deep.
I grabbed her butt, squeezing hard as she humped and ground against me. It only took a short time before my Swedish whirlwind began groaning loudly and arched her back hard, grinding into me as her pussy spasmed. When her orgasm had passed, she began rippling the muscles of her pussy while moving up and down on my shaft. I groaned and came hard a minute later, filling her pussy with my cum.
“«Hej Steve!»” Katt said, giggling.
I kept using Swedish with her, “That was quite the greeting, Katt!”
“I’ve been horny all day!” she said with a soft kiss, still breathing hard as we slowly came down from our orgasms. “It was tough to skate our Compulsory Dance this morning when I was thinking about doing this with you. But we did fine.”
“This morning? When did you arrive?”
“Late yesterday. Our Original Dance is tomorrow evening and then our Free Dance is on Sunday afternoon. Mikael and I will do a run through of our routines tomorrow afternoon and Sunday morning, but otherwise, I’m all yours!”
She lifted off me and took my hand.
“Let’s take a shower and go see my parents and then we’ll see Mikael.”
We went into the bathroom and got into the shower together, rubbing our bodies together under the spray. We dried off and dressed, then went next door to her parents’ room. I greeted Inger with a hug and Håkan with a handshake.
“«Hej Steve»! You’re still OK to speak Swedish?” Håkan asked.
“Of course!” I replied in Swedish. “How are you doing?”
“We’re good. I see Katt already greeted you!” he chuckled.
“Yes. Very enthusiastically,” I said with a smile.
“He still makes my toes curl, Dad!” Katt smirked.
“I told you back in Sweden there were some things a dad doesn’t need to know, Katt!” he said with a groaning laugh, covering his ears.
“Steve,” Inger said, “please join us for dinner tonight, otherwise, we’re sure Katt will keep you busy.”
“I’m sure of that, too, Inger. She’s going to try to make up for three months in less than three days!”
Both Inger and Håkan laughed and Katt beamed.
“Mom, Dad, we’re going to see Mikael now. We’ll see you for dinner at 6:00pm.”
“See you later, Steve,” Inger said, as Katt dragged me from the room.
We went down the hall and Katt knocked on the door of a room. Mikael opened the door and invited us in. He was sharing a room with his parents, unlike Katt, who had her own room. Of course, I suspected she would have shared with her parents if I wasn’t here.
“How’s Kayla, Mikael?”
“I broke up with her last month. I’m dating a girl named Amy now.”
“He got what he wanted from Kayla, so now he’s moved on to another innocent girl to corrupt,” Katt teased.
Mikael turned red, which made me think that Katt was close to the truth.
“Mikael, we’ll see you for breakfast in the morning,” Katt said, dragging me to the door.
“Sure!” Mikael said to our retreating backs as he closed the door behind us.
“I see you’re still just as demanding as ever, Katt!” I said as she pulled me down the hall and back into her room.
I expected her to lead me to the bed, but she led me to a large, comfortable chair instead. I sat down and she hopped into my lap and curled up against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and held her.
“You know what, Steve? I missed this more than anything. Just curled up in your lap and having you hold me.”
“More than sex?” I teased.
“Believe it or not, yes,” she said softly, resting her head against my shoulder. “There’s something special about being together like this. It makes me feel loved and wanted.”
“You are. If you lived closer...” I said, not completing the thought. I just tilted her head to me and gave her a soft kiss on her lips.
Katt purred, “I wish.”
She moved a bit against me and asked, “Are you going to apply to college in Colorado?”
I hadn’t even looked at my options in Colorado. The question was, should I even bother to look there? I was going to get into IIT and so was Jennifer. I needed to tell Katt what was going on and then deal with any fallout.
“I’m probably going to Illinois Institute of Technology in Chicago. That’s really my first choice of schools and I’m sure to be accepted.”
“You won’t even try to come to Colorado?”
“If you’re going to compete and travel, and I’m going to be in school, how much will I really be able to see you?”
“I know,” she sighed. “I wish it was different, but you know my priorities. As much as I want to be with you, I have to do this,” she said with sadness. “But there is a competition in Chicago during the Summer. Maybe you could come to that one? It’s a national one, much bigger than this one.”
“I can try. Just tell me the dates and I’ll let you know. I’ll see you in Columbus after Christmas!”
“What about the Spring?”
“Well, given that I have college visits to make and lots going on after I register, it might be tough. You could always come visit me for a weekend if you can take a break from training.”
“That would be cool! I want to meet your family and friends. Let’s talk about it at Christmas.”
“You’ll meet Pete and Melanie in Columbus, and my sister will be there with them.”
“How cool!”
“So, what’s this surprise you promised me?”
“You’ll see after dinner. Just be patient!”
“I assume you need to get a good night’s sleep tonight and tomorrow?”
Katt sighed, “Yes. No all-night fucking for us, unfortunately, but we will still have fun! Breakfast is at 8:00am, so as long as we’re asleep by 11:00pm, I’ll be fine. I’ll sleep really well in your arms!”
“OK,” I answered. “But let’s not do anything that might mess up your skating.”
“No chance. I know better than that. But we can still have quite a bit of fun! Speaking of which, let’s cuddle for a little while, and then I want you to make love to me, your way.”
We stayed cuddled with Katt curled up in my lap for about a half hour, with few words between us, and a soft kiss every once in a while. Then we made love passionately and slowly, our mutual orgasms crashing hard over us after about twenty minutes.
“That’s what I remember. Wow!” she moaned.
“Yeah,” I agreed, “we are pretty good together.”
“Pretty good? If that’s ‘pretty good’, I don’t know that we’d survive ‘very good’!”
I pulled Katt to cuddle me and cupped her butt in my hand.
Katt giggled, “If you want that, you can have it later!”
“Yes, I’d like that!”
“Me too!” she said, clearly excited by the idea.
We lay in bed together until about 5:30pm when we got up to take another shower and dress for dinner. We went to meet Inger and Håkan in their room, and then we all took the elevator to the lobby and walked into the hotel restaurant. We had a nice meal together, and when we finished, Inger reminded Katt to get to bed at a reasonable time.
“Don’t worry, Mom, I’ll be in bed early!” Katt giggled.
“I meant to sleep, Katt!” her mom said with a smile.
“I’ll make sure she sleeps properly, Inger. Remember, I have HER wrapped around my little finger, not the other way around!”
Both Inger and Håkan laughed as Katt and I headed back upstairs. When we got back to the room, I sat down in the chair and Katt curled up in my lap again.
“So, what’s the surprise?”
“In a little bit. First, you promised me something!” she said, wiggling her butt.
She got off of my lap and went into the bathroom and came back with a jar of Vaseline. She set it on the night table next to the bed and quickly stripped off her clothes. She got into the bed on her stomach and shook her butt in the air.
“Well, what are you waiting for?!” she giggled.
I took off my clothes and opened the jar of Vaseline and slathered it over my dick. I spread a liberal amount between Katt’s butt cheeks, then put the jar down and climbed into the bed. I positioned my dick between her cheeks and against her hole. Katt pressed a finger into her pussy, then let out a long breath and visibly relaxed. I pushed hard against her and my glans popped into her butt.
“Ungh!” Katt grunted.
I waited a short time, then pushed steadily until I was fully embedded in her, my pubic hair touching her cheeks, causing her to groan into the pillows. I withdrew most of the way and pushed back in, eliciting another groan. I started a slow rhythm while she fingered herself.
“You can go a little faster,” she gasped.
I increased the speed of my thrusts and she began rippling her muscles.
“Oh God, Katt,” I gasped. “You’re going to make me cum!”
“I’m close! Harder!” she hissed.
I went as hard as I thought I safely could and after a dozen strokes slammed hard into her butt and came explosively as she squeezed my dick hard. Katt groaned into her pillow as her orgasm caused her entire body to shake. We lay there for several minutes, enjoying the afterglow of our orgasms before we got up and showered. We both put on robes and sat in the easy chair, cuddling. After about twenty minutes, there was a knock at the door.
Katt got up off my lap and went to open the door. I recognized her friend Laura, the figure skater, as she came into the room.
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April 5, 1997, Chicago, Illinois “You missed cuddles this morning!” Birgit said accusingly when I walked into the house about 9:30am. “I know, Pumpkin, but I had a work emergency and had to go see Aunt Joyce and Grandpa A.” “And now we have to get ready for karate!” “I know. We’ll have some family time this afternoon. I don’t have any plans.” “Good!” I hugged her and the rest of the kids, then went to find Kara. We hugged and kissed, and went straight upstairs to get ready for...
September 3, 1989, Chicago, Illinois “Good morning, Sensei,” I said, bowing to Sensei Jim. “Good morning!” he said waving me to a chair in his office. “How was your trip?” I asked. “Enlightening. I spent most of my time acting as a manservant to Sensei Robert and Sensei Hiro.” “He who will lead, must first serve,” I said. “Someday, I’m going to send you to Sensei Hiro, should he live long enough. You understand.” “Does that mean you are now 6th Dan?” I...
October 29, 2000, Chicago, Illinois Birgit followed me as far as the stairs, then scooted upstairs when I went to the front door and opened it. “Hi!” Sophie said. “Hi!” I replied and held the door open so she could come into the house. I closed the door behind her then led her to my study where I waited until she went in, and then walked in, closing the door behind me. I nodded to one of the wingback chairs, she sat down in one, and I sat down in the other. “Is something wrong?” she...
August 1, 1992, Chicago, Illinois “Why would Elyse ask her to have lunch with us?” Michelle whispered after we left Alli with Elyse. I laughed almost as hard as I had outside, and Kara answered. “Michelle, she didn’t invite Alli to have lunch with us, but to see if Steve wanted to HAVE Alli for lunch!” “What?” she asked, then gasped and covered her mouth. “Oh!” “Let’s just get our showers and have lunch,” I said. “Wait! Would you do that? Just go to bed with her because she asked?” “It...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois I walked in the near 90°F heat to Carla’s place. I was grateful that the humidity of the morning had dropped significantly; otherwise the heat would have been unbearable. By the time I walked up the steps to the apartment over the photography studio and knocked on her door, I had broken into a light sweat. Carla answered almost immediately and invited me inside her studio apartment. The air was moderately cool, and the window air conditioner was running full...
July 1982, Milford, Ohio On Tuesday morning, I kissed Kara goodbye and headed to my parents’ house for my usual morning routine with my little sister. She was happy that I could spend the morning with her and asked to take a walk, so we weren’t in the house with my mom. “Let me guess — this walk will end in the clearing,” I said with a smile. “Yes,” she said, taking my hand as we walked down Overlook towards Klondyke. As usual, we turned around and walked back, taking the path to the...
August 1980, Milford, Ohio Late on Wednesday evening Dad met my flight at Greater Cincinnati airport. He let me drive home so he could be sure I was ready to take my driving test. When we arrived home, he told me he was satisfied with my driving and he would take me to the BMV on Friday. We talked about buying the car and he offered to co-sign a note for me, so I didn’t have to use all of my savings to buy the car. He figured that if I put down $3000, I’d have payments of about $130 a month...
March 13, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “Hi, Steve!” Ailea said when she opened the door. “Hi,” I replied, accepting the offered hug. There was no touching of lips, just of cheeks, and I wondered if I’d misread her intentions at her birthday lunch, or if, perhaps, she detected my reluctance to return the offered affection. “Lunch is ready, so go ahead and sit. I’ll bring it in from the kitchen.” I went to the low table, sat down, and a minute later, Ailea brought miso soup and sushi, our usual...
April 3, 1997, Dallas, Texas “Remember what I said about drinking too much,” I said, as I poured bourbon into three cups. We’d stopped at a liquor store, bought a bottle of Blanton’s, and then returned to the small suite I’d reserved at the Westin. Deborah’s room was down the hall, and Krissy’s was two floors below. Krissy’s comment had caught me a bit off guard, but I hadn’t reacted visibly. I didn’t know her quite well enough to know if she’d been teasing with Deborah, so I was being...
March 28, 1991, Chicago, Illinois “This day belongs to you, Kara!” I said when the three of us woke on Thursday morning. “Happy birthday!” Jessica said. “Thanks,” Kara replied happily. “I think I’d like an amazing birthday fuck from our husband, and then a nice loving shower with my wife!” Kara said. “Do we have enough time?” I asked. Jessica giggled, “I set the alarm for thirty minutes earlier!” “Then let’s not waste any of it!” I said pulling Kara to me. Kara’s squeals as I plunged...
August 2, 1996, Chicago, Illinois Facing an angry pimp with a knife was not a situation which called for conversation, but I also didn’t want it to escalate to the point where the police would be involved. He knew I carried a gun, and I was sure he was convinced he could stick me with the knife before I could draw. What he DIDN’T know was that I was better off WITHOUT the gun at this point. In fact, having the gun on me severely limited my options. Without a word or any warning, I shifted...
September 4, 2000, Chicago, Illinois On Monday morning I went to my study to make a surreptitious call to ensure that the surprise I’d planned for Kara was still going to happen, and after confirming that it was, Jesse, Matthew, Michael, and I began preparing for the Labor Day party by getting beer and soda into coolers, getting the grill ready, setting up tables and chairs in the backyard, and ensuring the liquor cabinets were stocked while my wives and daughters worked on food prep in the...
September 1, 1987, Chicago, Illinois “I heard that you have some kind of plan to help Ed,” I said to Connie. “There’s no plan,” she replied. “A witness who saw the shopkeeper alive after Ed left came forward.” That sounded convenient, and I wondered if the witness was real or someone that Anthony had put forward to solve the problem. Certainly, the videotape was real, because I couldn’t imagine how Anthony could have faked that, but the witness? Who knew? “So is he being released? Or is...
August 17, 1997, Chicago, Illinois We finished lunch and Marissa and the younger kids went to play, but Natalie sat with the adults to talk, with coffee, tea, or soft drinks. The Sarcus were very comfortable, but the Heaths were still struggling. But, vitally, they hadn’t left and hadn’t insisted Natalie leave the group. “Can you explain how you developed this attitude and approach?” Chris asked. I nodded, “It started when I was just a bit younger than Natalie. My mom was a total control...
July 1979 — Falkenberg, Sweden On Friday, when I got back from my run, Pam was in her bra and panties again. I whistled at her, she giggled, then finished dressing. I showered, and we went to breakfast and finished up our last day. Once class was done, we were pretty much free. On Saturday, we’d have several optional activities and then on Sunday we’d head back to our host families. After dinner on Friday, I took Pam’s hand and we walked towards the river. It was quiet and peaceful, and...
July 1980, Over the North Atlantic We reached cruising altitude, and I settled back to read my book. Pam raised the armrest between us, snuggled close to me and read as well. The cabin crew offered drinks, and I had my first Coke in a year! Meal service began about an hour and a half into the flight. After the cabin crew picked up the trays and offered drinks again, they passed once more, offering headsets for the movie. Trevor and Maria took them, but Pam and I didn’t, instead we turned on...
July 8, 1997, Chicago, Illinois “Is it really that surprising?” Leah asked. “I suppose not,” I replied. “I just didn’t read too much into the kiss on the cheek.” “I didn’t think it was a good idea to kiss you on the lips with all those people around, because I had no idea who they were or what they would think. You were VERY careful with our dance, so I kind of followed your lead.” Which showed very mature thinking on her part. Both of these girls were exactly the kind of students I...
November 8, 1993, Chicago, Illinois A dark fog swirled before my eyes as I tried to take stock. My head hurt, badly. I felt something on my face and realized, dimly, it was an oxygen mask. My right hand was uncomfortable and I recognized the feeling of an IV and pulse-oximeter. My left arm ached fiercely. On my chest I felt the pads and wires of an EKG. I didn’t feel anything else wrong as I continued taking inventory. I tried to open my eyes, but the fog didn’t clear. I tried to speak, but...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois In the morning Anala and I ran as we had the previous time, then showered together, carefully washing each other’s bodies in an intimate but non-sexual way. After our shower we went to the kitchen and I made breakfast and we sat down to eat. “Steve, may I make a suggestion?” she asked. “Sure.” “Broaden your circle of friends. Other than me, all of you are white, nominally Christian, 20-year-old Americans. And you don’t invite me to your Sunday...
June 23, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “Steve,” Kimmy said over the intercom, “I have a Suzanne Aavik for you.” “Thanks,” I replied. “Put her through, please.” A few seconds later, Suzanne was on the line. “Hi!” she exclaimed when I greeted her. “I’m in Chicago for three weeks. Can I still run away and join the circus?” I chuckled, “You might want to find out what the circus is actually like before you join! If you’re free, you’re welcome to come to the house tomorrow or Sunday and meet the...
March 1979 Monday was back to the normal routine of school. Debbie Courtney, who lived across the street and had turned fourteen the last week in February, started flirting more with me on the bus each day. Debbie Vaughn, who lived just down the street, would turn fourteen on March 16th and invited me to her birthday party. And Donna Woody, who lived just down the street in the other direction, would turn fourteen on March 20th. She had made it clear what she wanted for her birthday, and in...
June 2, 1990, Chicago, Illinois “My office, please,” Sensei Jim said after class on Saturday. I followed him to his office and waited for him to bid me to sit. He did, and I sat in the usual chair across from him. “She has a real problem, you know that, right?” he asked. “I do. That’s why I insisted she start seeing a counselor.” “I run a huge risk having her here with that kind of temper and her violent acts.” I nodded, “I understand. May I ask what you intend to do?” “I really don’t...
February 21, 1991, Chicago, Illinois “Hi, Sweetheart!” I said, greeting Bethany at the door. “Uncle Steve!” Nicholas exclaimed. I took him from his mom and he hugged me tightly. “Is Jesse with his moms?” Bethany asked. “Yes. They won’t bring him back over tonight so you and Nicholas can surprise him in the morning.” “Perfect!” “How was the drive up?” “The same as usual. Just a bit of traffic in Northern Indiana. Otherwise, smooth sailing. It was driving the other direction that was a...
November 4, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “Good morning, Sensei,” Miyu said when Kara, the girls, and I walked into the dojo on Saturday morning. “Good morning, Miyu.” “Do you have a moment, please?” I nodded and we went to the small practice room for privacy, as Sensei Jim had a family in his office. “What can I do for you?” “I need you to meet a young man,” she said. “I think you might be taking this ‘not do anything without permission’ a bit too far!” Miyu shook her head, “No, I’m not....
May 1979 The limo dropped me at home about 9:00pm. I took my stuff to my room, stripped, and hung up the tux. The rest of the things went into the hamper. I took a shower, put on shorts and a t-shirt, and walked down the hall into my dad’s office. I saw no reason to put this off any longer. “Stephen, you need to explain yourself!” my mom demanded. “I was in Mrs. McGrath’s, well, Mrs. Sanders’ now, wedding, as I said.” “You walked her down the aisle! You’re sixteen and not even related to...