doesn’t have to be perfect.”
“Yes, it does.” He caressed her cheek.
“OK.” She looked around the room. “I’ll get the refreshments. Is there something else you have to do?”
“I’m headed to the bedroom.”
Channing opened his closet and retrieved a pink bag from the top shelf. When he came back into the living room, Cassidy had lit some candles and had every pillow in the room on the floor, making a makeshift fort. She handed him a glass of ice tea.
“A toast to new beginnings.” She clicked her glass with his.
“I have something for you.”
Cassidy’s eyes grew wide as she perused the contents of the bag. It was filled with moisturizers, jell lubricants and condoms.
“You certainly did your homework.”
“This is your first time since…”
“Yes.” She let out a nervous giggle.
“We can take things slow. Let me know if I’m doing anything you don’t like. And we can stop at any time you’re feeling vulnerable.”
“Channing?”
“Yes?”
“Shut up and kiss me.” She smiled.
He leaned in a pressed his lips gently against hers. Kissing those soft full lips was the most natural thing in the world to him. He nipped at her lower lip to get her to open her mouth, and when she did, he thrust his tongue inside.
Channing fumbled with the buttons on her blouse. He pulled her down onto the fort she made and covered her body with his. He moved his hand up her thigh and caressed her through the cotton panties she wore. He squeezed some of the jell onto his fingers and parted her legs. Cassidy gasped as he took his time applying the jell, rubbing a thumb over her clit.
“How does that feel?”
“Heavenly.” She sighed.
Channing took his time putting on a condom, but he must have been taking too long because Cassidy decided to help him. His breath hitched when she finished rolling it down his shaft. He could feel her hesitation as he thrust into her gently. She was tight, damn near virginal. He wanted to stop, but she grasped onto his ass, a clear sign she wanted him to continue. He put the weight of his body on his knees so he wouldn’t crush her.
The sensitivity of the condom coupled with the warming jell felt amazing. He watched Cassidy’s face, looking for signs that he was going too fast. She grabbed onto his forearm to steady herself.
“Am I hurting you?”
“No.”
As their bodies melded together, Channing hoped this feeling would last for the rest of his life.
* * *
After threats to storm the guesthouse, Channing took her to his brother J.J.’s house where the family had gathered and were hanging out in the back yard. Channing couldn’t keep the rest of the family at bay for long, especially since some of them flew in for a party. John Jacob was attending the father-daughter dance for the first time at his country club. Someone let it slip that they would make the exception for daughter-in-laws, and he wanted to go and show off the women in his life. So Morgan, Sam, Isabelle, and Michelle were going as his dates, and they informed Cassidy that she was invited too.
“Isn’t that a family event?” Cassie gulped.
“John Jacob invited you. We told him we’d help get you ready.” Isabelle said.
“That’s nice of him to include me, but—”
“If he said it, he meant it. Tell her Channing.” Morgan chimed in.
“She’s right. Daddy doesn’t make empty gestures.” He smiled.
“Good, it’s settled,” Michelle said.
Cassidy made eyes at Channing for his help, but he continued to sit there like a lump on the couch sipping his beer.
“Channing and I had plans to see a movie tonight.”
“I wouldn’t worry about him. The guys are having a bonfire,” Morgan replied.
“But I have nothing to wear. I didn’t pack anything formal, and it’s too late to go shopping.” She bit her lip.
“No worries. Sam’s closet is the next best thing to shopping for haute couture in Paris.” Isabelle put her arm around her.
She managed to get a quick
“Yes, it does.” He caressed her cheek.
“OK.” She looked around the room. “I’ll get the refreshments. Is there something else you have to do?”
“I’m headed to the bedroom.”
Channing opened his closet and retrieved a pink bag from the top shelf. When he came back into the living room, Cassidy had lit some candles and had every pillow in the room on the floor, making a makeshift fort. She handed him a glass of ice tea.
“A toast to new beginnings.” She clicked her glass with his.
“I have something for you.”
Cassidy’s eyes grew wide as she perused the contents of the bag. It was filled with moisturizers, jell lubricants and condoms.
“You certainly did your homework.”
“This is your first time since…”
“Yes.” She let out a nervous giggle.
“We can take things slow. Let me know if I’m doing anything you don’t like. And we can stop at any time you’re feeling vulnerable.”
“Channing?”
“Yes?”
“Shut up and kiss me.” She smiled.
He leaned in a pressed his lips gently against hers. Kissing those soft full lips was the most natural thing in the world to him. He nipped at her lower lip to get her to open her mouth, and when she did, he thrust his tongue inside.
Channing fumbled with the buttons on her blouse. He pulled her down onto the fort she made and covered her body with his. He moved his hand up her thigh and caressed her through the cotton panties she wore. He squeezed some of the jell onto his fingers and parted her legs. Cassidy gasped as he took his time applying the jell, rubbing a thumb over her clit.
“How does that feel?”
“Heavenly.” She sighed.
Channing took his time putting on a condom, but he must have been taking too long because Cassidy decided to help him. His breath hitched when she finished rolling it down his shaft. He could feel her hesitation as he thrust into her gently. She was tight, damn near virginal. He wanted to stop, but she grasped onto his ass, a clear sign she wanted him to continue. He put the weight of his body on his knees so he wouldn’t crush her.
The sensitivity of the condom coupled with the warming jell felt amazing. He watched Cassidy’s face, looking for signs that he was going too fast. She grabbed onto his forearm to steady herself.
“Am I hurting you?”
“No.”
As their bodies melded together, Channing hoped this feeling would last for the rest of his life.
* * *
After threats to storm the guesthouse, Channing took her to his brother J.J.’s house where the family had gathered and were hanging out in the back yard. Channing couldn’t keep the rest of the family at bay for long, especially since some of them flew in for a party. John Jacob was attending the father-daughter dance for the first time at his country club. Someone let it slip that they would make the exception for daughter-in-laws, and he wanted to go and show off the women in his life. So Morgan, Sam, Isabelle, and Michelle were going as his dates, and they informed Cassidy that she was invited too.
“Isn’t that a family event?” Cassie gulped.
“John Jacob invited you. We told him we’d help get you ready.” Isabelle said.
“That’s nice of him to include me, but—”
“If he said it, he meant it. Tell her Channing.” Morgan chimed in.
“She’s right. Daddy doesn’t make empty gestures.” He smiled.
“Good, it’s settled,” Michelle said.
Cassidy made eyes at Channing for his help, but he continued to sit there like a lump on the couch sipping his beer.
“Channing and I had plans to see a movie tonight.”
“I wouldn’t worry about him. The guys are having a bonfire,” Morgan replied.
“But I have nothing to wear. I didn’t pack anything formal, and it’s too late to go shopping.” She bit her lip.
“No worries. Sam’s closet is the next best thing to shopping for haute couture in Paris.” Isabelle put her arm around her.
She managed to get a quick
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