C3 Falling for Autumn

That same night, I struggled to fall asleep. Leah had placed me in the guest room with the most uncomfortable, dirty, worn out and used-up sheets. She locked me out of my bedroom as soon as I was done getting my pyjamas.

I spent the night wide awake, thinking about everything that happened between Maisie and me. Weirdly and secretly, I had always dreamt of touching her in all those spots and doing her over a desk or a countertop.

She would wait for Leah to leave the house, even when she would go to the neighbour’s house for something or whenever she was on one of her famous trips. Her all-time favourite was when Leah disappeared to her mother’s place for a while. Maisie would come looking for me all over the house, asking if I needed anything. She dreaded going home for the weekends but she needed to be with her son, at least some days.

Leah always felt that Maisie needed a uniform when working for us or whenever she entered the house. Maisie seemed quite respectful when she first met us and started working for us, but then she got a little too comfortable and started revealing more skin, which made Leah worried and she decided she would stitch a maid uniform for her, which Maisie managed to make smaller and tighter, revealing all of her curves and more skin. But Maisie was beautiful and curvy in all kinds of ways. There was extra to grab, and she had that cute little face.

Her body had to be explored and explored by me.

As I pretended to count sheep and toss and turn around in the most uncomfortable bed, I heard noises coming from the kitchen. It was only Leah and I in the house that night, so I tried to act bravely and reach for the bedside drawer. I pulled it open, grabbed the mini baseball bat, and quietly and slowly closed the drawer.

The noise continued to come from the kitchen, but there were no lights on. I tiptoed towards the door of the guestroom until I reached the kitchen, and all I could see was a shadow. I approached the shadow with the bat high, ready for a good swing…

“WHAT THE…!” Leah yelled the second she turned around and saw me ready to give a good hit

“What are you doing in the dark?” I asked angrily as I slowly walked for the light switch.

Her eyes widened when she noticed I had the mini baseball bat in my hands.

“Were you going to hit me with that?” she questioned in shock

“I thought you were a thief,” I replied

“I have been telling you to replace the security system, and we would not be in this situation,” she answered, clearly irritated.

She had, in fact, asked me countless times to fix it, but I was too occupied ever to get it done.

“Okay, but why are you moving around in the dark, though? We have lights.” I asked, still wondering why she chose to move around in the dark

“I was thirsty, so I came to get a glass of water,” she replied as she held up her half glass of water as proof.

“But why in the dark?” I interrogated again

“Because I told you that the last time I came to get a glass of water, I had turned on the lights and saw a random man standing outside the window staring right at me. He was not doing anything except just blinking and staring right into our house. So, I was not ready to see that again. That’s why I asked you to fix the security problem as soon as possible but you’re too busy screwing Maisie.” she answered and casually sipped on her water.

Ouch!

“But I told you countless times, actually, almost every night, that you should just carry your bottle of water to the bedroom with you so that when you’re thirsty, you just reach out and have a sip.” I responded

“Oh, so now I am the one with the problem?”

“No…”

“...We are fighting again. I am tired of fighting you,” she said softly as she placed the glass on the countertop.

She slowly walked up to me, and her eyes had grown softer. She did not look as angry as she was earlier or shocked when I was about to knock her out with the mini baseball bat.

“I do not want to fight you anymore.” She said softly as soon as she was close to me

“Me too, baby,” I replied, matching her soft tone too

“I am calling a timeout,” she answered.

When she was not in the mood to argue with me any longer, she would call a timeout, which was a little break to stop fighting, and we would not continue arguing whatever it was.

She slowly touched my upper body, causing me to flinch. I did not expect her hand to be that soft as she gently brushed me. It had been a long while since Leah and I were intertwined like that. Our schedules never aligned so that we would have enough alone time.

“I almost forgot how your body feels,” she said softly as she continued to brush me.

Her hands went to my lower torso, and she continued that light and gentle touch, but guilt eventually washed over me, causing me to flinch even more.

“Leah…” I groaned softly as I grabbed her hand and stopped her from exploring my body

“Daniel. Just this one time. Just this moment alone. I want you to be here with me. Forget about our problems. I called a timeout.” she spoke softly.

I eventually let her hands continue to explore the different parts of my body. I got goosebumps as her hands continued to go further and further, and as she stepped closer and was right in front of me. Her soft and little lips brushed lightly over mine until they collided. We continued to kiss each other, but to me, it was not as passionate as it was with Maisie.

I did not know if it was guilt from everything I had done earlier or me just not suddenly feeling up for whatever Leah had in mind.

As we continued to kiss each other, she reached for the bottom of my pyjama vest and slowly pulled it over my head. Our kiss deepened, and then we had to pause for a minute. Her bright blue, icy eyes blinked right at mine before her lips came colliding with mine, and I pressed her against my body.

What made me feel even more embarrassed was that my cock was not hard enough, even after all that kissing and her feeling around my body. But I was not the only one who noticed it was still soft. So, she eventually dragged her hand down there. Hovered over a bit and tried to tease me through my pyjama pants.

I hoped she was eventually going to stop there, and we just ended up kissing each other, but she continued to hover over my pants, trying to get my cock hard, but it was not ready. So, she slowly pulled my pants and tried to slide her hand.

“Leah…” I groaned again as I quickly slid my hand inside and blocked hers from going in.

I was going to feel even more embarrassed if she touched inside and noticed that it was all flimsy and soft still.

“Leah, I can’t do this…” I finally said softly, hoping I did not crush her heart.