The engagement affair part 21

The next couple of days went by slowly. Sofia and
Nataniel continued to run the store together. Neither of
them had mentioned the incident between them and
they had tactfully avoided bringing it up. Emelia
remained uninterested in helping them and spent most
of her time either on the beach with a bunch of newly
acquired friends or in her room in the main house on
her computer. Her hostility to him had reduced
somewhat but she still refused to move into the beach
house. Nataniel sometimes caught glances of her as
she passed by the store occasionally, either in a group
of friends or sometimes alone. On such occasions he
would catch her peering intently at the store, and once
or twice their eyes met and she immediately averted
hers. Nataniel had simply smiled at such times.
Try as hard as he could, he just couldn’t help the
growing affection he was developing for Sofia. The
close contact between them most of the time in the
store and at home didn’t help at all. The sight of her
beautiful face, lovely smile, combined with the pure,
clean scent of her s*xy** body and youthful soul
captivated him always. Most of his thoughts as he lay
in bed at night were about the beautiful lady sleeping
not quite a few feet away in another room. He
sometimes heard her tossing about on her bed in the
wee hours of the night, evident that she couldn’t sleep
as well.
Sofia too couldn’t understand why her emotions were
trying to betray her. She thought the whole incident in
the bathroom would be just a one-time-thing and she’ll
get over it eventually, but for some reason she was
surprised to find herself slowly develop feelings for
Nataniel as the days went by. Was it his rugged
handsomeness? The way he listened and helped her
out all the time? She knew she wouldn’t have been able
to do anything without his help, and she had begun to
rely on him for the most mundane of things. Was it the
way he carried out the duties she assigned to him with
that heart-melting smile and without complaint? Or
could it just be the resemblance? She just didn’t know
nor did she understand. All she knew was she always
looked forward to their time together while they worked
at the store and their chats at dinner in the evening.
She didn’t want to admit it, but she was beginning to
get scared that she was falling for him gradually.
They had tactfully tried to steer their discussions away
from each other and talk more about other things, but
they both knew what weighed heavily on each other’s
mind. To make matters even more complicated, they
themselves weren’t making the situation any better, as
ever so often they stole occasional kisses and caresses
to ease the boiling S#xual tension that kept growing
between them. That didn’t do anything but stoke the
flame that was slowly growing in her, a flame she was
hoping would not develop into a raging fire.
“You know what we’re doing’s wrong Nataniel.” Sofia
said one sunny afternoon. They were in the middle of
the storage room where they kept supplies at the back
of the store. Nataniel sat on an old chair, his summer
shorts down his ankles while Sofia was on her knees in
between his thighs, her tank top pulled over her
breásts. His hands covered hers as she held her
breásts tightly around his shaft. He moved his hips up
and down, his dìck sliding between her succulent
mounds of flesh. She kissed and sucked on the
engorged head as it appeared from between her
cleavage. “You’re gonna be my brother-in-law for
crying out loud!”
“But your breásts feel so good!” Nataniel exclaimed. He
paused for a moment to pinch her hard nìpples,
making her gasp softly.
“Your cöck feels sooo good too!” she replied. “But we
can’t keep doing this.” She made a half-hearted effort
to stand up but Nataniel held her down firmly by her
shoulders.
“You said it yourself, Sofia. It’s all part of my
“training”. Please continue to train me.” His eyes
pleaded down at hers as he resumed his thrusting.
To Be Continued…