Rock and Water - Chapter 9 - Sex Stories

Rock and Water - Chapter 9

... conflicted I felt about sleeping in a room with Patrick. Suddenly I feel the weight of my anxiety roll off my body, causing me to be as giddy as she is. I look over her shoulder at Patrick, and mouth a quiet, “Thank you.” A warm smile and slight nod tells me all I need to know. *** The next few days are most definitely the most platonic Patrick and I have ever spent together, but also some of the most fun too. Addie, Patrick and I have filled our days with every tourist attraction we could, including a Jack the Ripper tour, a trip to Madame Tussauds, and even taking pictures of ourselves at the Abbey Road crossing. Addie seems more at ease with Patrick outside of the flat, even ribbing him a bit about his mild claustrophobia as we rode the London Eye. He took it in good nature, but even I had to admit I’d never seen him look so pale. In the flat, though, she barely mumbles a word to him. Unless he goes off on his own, she buries herself in books. For that reason, Patrick takes many walks “to explore the neighborhood” during these days, to allow Addie and I to spend time on our own. He doesn’t want to push her into liking him, and I appreciate his restraint. On his last night with us, before Patrick leaves to stay with his friends, Frank and his girlfriend take Addie and a friend to a concert. She plans to sleep at the friends, giving Patrick and me our first night alone since arriving in London. Once he leaves, Addie and I will have a few days together to shop and hang out ...

... before I go to meet him on the farm. There have been discussions on whether Addie would like to join us out there for the day to go horseback riding, but she’s still undecided. These have been some of my happiest days in years, and glimmers of hope fill me as I consider a future together as a family. Long days of exploring London, followed by late night girl-talks with Addie, have kept Patrick and I at arm’s length since we’ve arrived. Even when we’ve been alone, affection has been limited to fleeting kisses and rare embraces. Considering the focus our relationship has had on sex and pleasure, it’s reassuring to see how easy we are together during more platonic times. Patrick seems happy too, but it occurs to me that we’ve only spent a few days with Addie, and wonder whether he truly understands what life will be like once she’s home again. Although there’ll be weekends with her grandparents and the occasional sleepover with friends, she’s going to be in the house more often than not. *** After dropping Addie off at Frank’s house, we stop for some curry, eating out of containers at a local park. We sit in the grass, across from each other, eating mostly in silence. Neither of us have mentioned heading out for the night, which is fine by me as his smoldering looks throughout the meal have my panties damp and my nipples stiffening beneath my summer dress. We leave more than we eat, too impatient to be bothered. Setting our food aside, Patrick gently pulls me forward into his ...