Sallys Holiday Part 5
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Sally took my hand, "Come on. We need to talk."
"I thought we didn't have time?" I asked as she pulled me through the store. Others watched but no one said anything. Either they didn't care or they knew who I was and figured I could handle myself.
She led me to one of the demonstration rooms. It was big and generally decorated as a bedroom. A large closet to one side held costumes, and, in the opposing corner, another contained many of the implements we sold. A king sized bed predominated the room. You couldn't properly show off the wares without actually being in a setting intended for those wares. This room and the others like it brought the store close to being considered a brothel. However, since customers weren't allowed to get involved in the demonstrations, it was more like a men's club. Well, not exactly. Some of the clerks were men. They too had to demonstrate some of the toys designed for a man's pleasure. We catered to both sexes.
There were two technicians cleaning up the remainder of the mess from the work they completed. "Hey guys? Can you give us a few minutes, please?" Sally asked them. They looked up and saw me. I hadn't been around during the completion of the store, but they saw me and once again either knew me or knew why we needed the privacy.
After they left, Sally closed the door and locked it.
I was surprised but not worried. We were just looking for somewhere to talk, right? Her eyes drifted down, devouring me visually and when they met mine, hers were smoldering.
I didn't know if it was just me being so happy to see Sally again, my lust for female flesh that required attention every few hours, or if she was that happy to see me, but I could have sworn the sashay in her hips was highly exaggerated and she was only about three steps away. Her outfit highlighted my greatest weakness in women. The skirt gave constant hints at those areas below the waist and she wore not stockings or boots, only black high heels.
"You don't know how much I've missed you," she said simply before pulling my lips to hers.
I was used to this kind of attention from my other women, especially after being away from each other for a few days. What I hadn't expected was the way she did her best to rub as much of her body against as much of mine as possible. Considering I was almost a head taller, it wasn't easy for her, but with the help of the heels, she accomplished certain goals. I was getting aroused.
Regardless of my shock in the way Sally was acting, the feel of her skin against mine was no less arousing than any of my girls. Instinctively, I pulled her to me. It felt so good to hold her again even after so much time had passed. To me it felt like ages, yet it hadn't been quite a year since we broke up. That thought caused me to pull from our kiss.
Sally seemed to understand my reluctance. "I'm sorry," she said with almost as much surprise on her face as I had before our kiss.
"Don't be sorry," I said, looking back into her eyes. Even with our reunion going so well, no fighting, no arguing, I wondered what the turnaround was. I shook my head. "I guess I don't understand. You broke up with me for wanting to have sex, yet here you are working in a store that caters to that very thing."
She continued to look into my eyes for a moment. I could feel her emotions plummet. She had been elated to see me, to hold and kiss me. Now I was dredging up the past, our break-up most especially. It wasn't because I wanted a fight — far from it. I wanted her, had already made her mine and knew that we would probably end up going at it on the bed just a breath away. I was pretty sure she knew that too. It was probably why she locked the door. She looked away, but hadn't pulled away. "I'm sorry Ral. I never meant to hurt you. You could never imagine how much it hurt to do what I did." She looked back up, tears causing her mascara to run. I reached up and wiped them away, but I didn't say anything. I just stood there and let her feel how confused I was.
"Let's sit down," I offered after a minute, and she let me guide her to the bed.
We sat side by side just like so many times during our dating in high school. Though the motions of what we did were familiar, the woman I was watching was somehow not. Something about her had changed, but what? I'd never seen her dressed as such, showing off so much skin, or with makeup applied so heavily. It was like she had become someone else entirely since her departure.
Sally looked up and saw how I looked at her. It was a mixture of lust and confusion. She smiled and a small hiccup of a laugh escaped her. It reminded me of other times I'd heard that laugh, times that I felt something similar for her, that lust/confusion mix, and wondered what the laugh was about.
"What was the laugh for?" It sounded wrong to me as it did her.
She shook her head slightly. "Not what you think." She let out a long sigh. "Oh, where to start?"
"How about the beginning?"
She nodded. "Yeah, but I'm going to have to go back a bit further." I tilted my head slightly to the side to show my curiosity but otherwise remained silent. "Before my family moved to your town I had dated a few boys here in New York. I had fun and even let things get heated on a couple of dates, but never let anyone go all the way. I was curious about sex, just like everyone else our age, but I wanted it to be with the right guy in the right setting for the right emotions."
She sighed again and took my hand. She held it as if holding something she hadn't seen before and studied my palm for a minute. I let her. I suddenly had all the patience in the world.
"When we moved to that little town and I thought my life was pretty much over. I had to leave my friends and everything I knew behind. It was an injustice especially because it was my senior year and I was looking forward to it."
"We weren't so far from New York that you couldn't keep in touch with your friends," I offered.
She looked up. "I know but it wasn't the same thing. I couldn't just go over to their places and hang out or go to our favorite mall and run into them."
I nodded understanding only a fraction of what she had left behind. I had nothing to look forward to at that time but another year before leaving that small town and so many bad memories behind. What I didn't expect was to meet someone who would grow to mean so much to me.
"The very first time I heard your voice, all of that changed. You simply answered a question for Mrs. Blackstone. I looked around and found you. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I honestly expected some kind of teen God, but you were just as shy as could be. I really didn't understand."
"Then you said 'hi' to me and something deep inside me woke up. I didn't know what it was at the time, but it felt good." She squeezed my hand in a very affectionate way. "Talking to you made me that feeling race all through me. It didn't matter what we talked about, Math or English or whatever, I just wanted to hear your voice."
I didn't recall any of my other girls ever saying anything about my voice being ultra-sexy. Was it possible I had been affecting Sally long before my powers woke up?
"I wish I could share that sensation with you," and I felt her flush with it. Just her memory alone caused a rush through her that I had only felt recently for my girls. I associated it with a very real love for them. For Sally, there was a very physical aspect to it. It actually excited her.
Looking deep into her eyes I said, "I can certainly imagine what you felt." Why couldn't I just tell her the truth? She was mine now. I wasn't going to let her go. I could tell her that I could feel what she felt. I could let her feel how it affected me. We could truly share those sensations and so many others.
She smiled at me, but somehow it seemed sad. I didn't understand. Then she said, "You couldn't imagine how happy I was when you asked me out to see that movie. It wasn't the movie that I wanted to see, it was you."
We had talked movies and a new one about to be released was interesting enough for both of us to go together to see it. It was the first time we held hands. "I couldn't keep from touching you," she said, still holding my hand between both of hers.
Then she did something bold. The outfit she wore was already outrageous compared to anything I had ever seen her in, but she pulled my hand to her chest, placing my palm over her cleavage and held it there with both of hers. If she hadn't been so plentiful up top, it might have just been a very serene act, but to me it was both heartfelt and erotic.
"For whatever reason, touching you in such a simple way added to that feeling I got when I heard your voice. You were so timid and nervous. I understood why with the way everyone else acted toward you, so I wasn't sure how you would respond if I held your hand. But you accepted and held mine too. Oh, Ral. I felt so good. It was like a warm silky something poured through me from the top of my head and reached out over me down to my toes."
The description of what she had felt along with the actual feel of her soft skin weren't helping me much. It wasn't that I was completely distracted, but I was beginning to want to feel more of her.
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