Karoline's Reawakening - Sex Stories

Karoline's Reawakening

... home. He’s a young man, after all, and with an independent spirit.

As she leans forward to sort out the washing, she hears a voice. “What a wonderful sight. Misses Wagener.”

She is shocked to see Marco standing in the doorway and, not for the first time, she sees him as a handsome young man, his shock of luxuriant and shiny black hair swept back from a slender and lightly bearded face. She’s taken delight in Marco’s appearance before, just as he has done moments ago in his shameless look upon her. Strangely, his appraising glances have done her good. They have eased the worry that she is losing control of her figure and her looks along with it.

He seems to have seen her bending forward and filling her arms with the washing, her movements revealing to him the cut of her sweater and the swell of her breasts, how her necklace dangled invitingly before settling on the freckled skin of her cleavage. She feels trapped in the moment, but at the same time she feels a shiver course through her body and that his look upon her has aroused. She is alone with a handsome young man, in her home.

But, he is allowed to be there as far as she is concerned. She won’t turn a young man away who looks sporty in his T-shirt and jeans, a leather jacket with the sleeves, at his wrists, unzipped. She decides to act cool and that she is in control of herself. She also wonders what Marco will do, now that they are together in quite different circumstances.

She responds to what he has ...

... said, calmly, as she gazes back at him and straightens up. “And what do you like the most, of what you have seen?”

“That seeing you like this, and how you looked at me just now, makes me want you even more. It’s been that way ever since I was invited to stay here with you all.”

The nerve of him! “And what are you going to do about it?”

She says it as she leans forward to pick up some washing that has fallen to the floor. She wants to know how he will react. Challengingly, he stands before her and says nothing. He will have seen again the tumble of her breasts as she leaned forward and then loaded the machine, bending to open a base unit’s door and take out the washing liquid. The machine is then turned on, every moment’s delay, in looking at him, a deliberate tease.

She has felt again the little flutters in her belly, the uncommon ache for the young man before her; feelings for Marco with his challenging stare and only too direct ways of answering her, whatever she is prompted to say, going beyond how it has been between them until now.

“I want to act on what I have imagined about you, Karoline,” he now tells her, his voice that of someone confident in what he is doing as he stands closer to her than before, but it seems to come to her out of the mist of nervy excitement.

She can feel how close he now is to her and she wiggles her hips, then moves away as if nothing has happened. And yet, Marco keeps closing the space between them and she can hear him breathe ...